A Fantasy Made Real by Tiegrsi

We all have fantasies...

A/N: Just another example of my mind's inability to stay out of the gutter. Yet another story which I am transferring from Spark to here. I do hope you enjoy! Reviews = Love!

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Sesshomaru was out on a routine patrol of his borders when he scented them; Inuyasha's pack were for some unknown reason traveling through his lands. It was early in the evening, and he decided to ignore them, leaving a wide berth between himself and the rag-tag group. His lands had been quiet for well over a month, and while his patrolling had become quite lacking for excitement, there was no use in starting a fight with Inuyasha tonight.

He had almost gotten completely passed them before he heard it - Inuyasha's loud mouth. The half breed was arguing with the miko that was constantly hanging off of him. Oddly curious, the taiyoukai turned back and snuck closer to investigate the commotion.

"Shut up, wench!" Inuyasha bit out at the miko. "I don't know what game you're playing, but I don't like it, so just spare me!"

"Damnit, Inuyasha!" Sesshomaru heard her shout back. As he got closer he could see the fat tears rolling down her cheeks, glistening in the sun's last rays. "All I wanted was-"

"SHUT UP!" the hanyou snarled at her, interrupting her plea. Sesshomaru was hoping to glean more information about what was going on, and was wondering why the hell he was so damn interested in the first place, when the little spitfire sent his brother crashing to the ground.

"You know what? SIT, BOY!" she growled out ferociously. The spying youkai lord barely had the time to wonder at the way her fierce scream sent shivers down his spine before she added more.

"Sit, sit, sit, sit, sit, SIT!!"

Ignoring the strange tingle along his back and the way his hackles had risen at her fury, Sesshomaru chuckled quietly at the sight of his brother. Inuyasha was face down, full of dirt and twigs, in a perfect hanyou - shaped crater.

"I'm going to relax in the hot springs!" Kagome all but shouted to the others before storming stiff legged over to where her yellow backpack lay on the ground. She swung it over her shoulder with such force the Sesshomaru could hear the shoulder strap tear slightly under the strain, and it made a loud "thud" against her back as it landed in place. He watched as she stumbled slightly from the force of the collision that she had created, and shook his head at her clumsiness. She seemed to ignore it, though, and stormed off into the woods without a backwards glance. Sesshomaru's gaze shifted back to his brother who was just starting to get up. A sudden "SIT!!" resounded from the direction Kagome had left in and forced him back to the ground again.

"Hn...the springs..." Sesshomaru heard himself muse softly. Suddenly he had a new mission for the night. Something deep inside was urging him to follow the miko. He wondered why he should care what she was up to, but came up with no answers. All he knew was that his instinct was telling him to go. Being a creature that could be made or broken by his instincts, he decided to follow his gut, and quietly took off in the direction of the steamy water hole.

With his lightning speed, he quickly overtook the little onna, and beat her by a few minutes to her destination. Letting his instincts guide him, he hid in a large elm tree. He centered himself easily, years of practice allowing him to contain his youki to only a very small area around himself.

He watched in mild fascination as she arrived and carefully checked the area over for intruders, and smiled smugly when she did not detect his presence. He had done well to contain his aura. Then the fiery miko did something that he knew should have instantly repelled his gaze, but he found himself unable to look away. She started shedding her clothing.

Sesshomaru was not one to be easily confused, the very core of his being was calm, confident, and highly intelligent. But now he found himself in quite a state of confusion. He hated being confused. He despised humans, and he wasn't shy about it; to his knowledge there was only one whom he could ever stand to be around. Rin, his young ward. Apparently, this miko, despite everything he knew about her, was another one. For why else would he be hiding in a tree, watching her undress?

He realised, with no small amount of added confusion, that her half naked state had his groin aching. His beastial side was calling out for her, even desiring her. 'But she is human,' he thought. 'She is human, and worse yet, miko. And worst of all, she belongs to my brother...or does she not?'

He considered it for a moment, and realised that her aura gave off purity, and it had nothing to do with her miko powers. It was the purity of the untouched. Therefore, Inuyasha hadn't claimed her. 'But regardless of who does or does not own her, she is still the epitome of everything I despise. She is willful, disobedient, physically weak and needy.'

His beast seemed to want to argue with him. 'She is also loyal, and beautiful. She is unclaimed, intelligent and powerful. You want her...' it seemed to insinuate. 'I want her.'

He considered his other side, and realised it at least had some good points. She was indeed beautiful, despite her humanity; and although she was obviously ill-trained, miko power exuded from her small form. He was well aware that she was extremely devoted to her friends, protecting them from even one such as himself, at times without even a weapon. Even her intelligence was not beyond his notice, although she obviously had little regard for manners.

His eyes found focus again and he watched her remove the little white cloth around her chest. He cursed the fact that she was facing away from him, he suddenly wanted to see everything. Only one piece of cloth was left, and at it's removal he felt his entire body stiffen. As she removed the little lacy, white undergarment, she bent at the waist to pull it down, giving him full view of her most precious assets. His mouth went dry and his beast seemed to roar, longing to take her right then and there while she was exposed and weak. And yet Sesshomaru found himself frozen in place. She stepped out of the dainty garment and kicked it aside, then stepped down into the steaming water with a soft sigh.

The great Lord of the West was literally in pain from his erect state. Forgetting his confusion, he decided he needed a release more than he needed to listen to his own reason. A dangerous thing indeed. If that was the trouble she was going to cause, he was certainly going to have to do something about it to make the nuisance worth putting up with.

He was just about to leave his perch and make his presence known when he heard a soft moan escape her lips. The sudden and unexpected noise froze him in place once again, and he looked down at her form below. She had slipped into the steamy water and found a flat boulder submerged a short distance from the shore. She had pulled herself up on it, her back hidden under the surface while the front half of her body stuck out from the water like an island. He watched as her breasts moved gently, swaying back and forth in some erotic dance, and he noticed her right hand sliding down her body, caressing her shapely curves. Her left hand moved to her breast and she massaged herself as she let the right one slip between her legs. The scent of her arousal reached his sensitive nose just a moment later.

'She might be untouched,' he realised swiftly, 'but she is no stranger to pleasure.' He growled softly as he realised that he wanted to be the one bringing her that pleasure. If she was going to find release tonight, he was going to be the one to give it to her.

Quickly he dropped from his perch and silently removed his armor and swords. Next went his sash, then his robes, hakama, and finally, fundoshi. All were heaped in a single pile and left, forgotten. She was too caught up in her own ambitions to hear him stealthily enter the water. Her eyes were shut tight to the world and her breath was coming in short pants as she used her own hands to gain freedom from her tension. His masked aura didn't disturb her, and he wondered if she would have even noticed if he had approached without the precaution. She was totally oblivious to his presence, and he could not have been more thrilled. He was a tiger on the hunt, and his prey might as well have already been in his claws.

He could tell in only minutes she would reach her peak by the rapid rate of her pulse and the soft moans that had increased in tempo. He did not want her to relieve herself; he was determined to be the one who gave her that pleasure. He was no longer worried about being discovered, he wanted her to see him, to see her reaction to his presence. He closed the rest of the distance between their bodies in a flash, the water being displaced and splashing as he moved in for the kill.

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'Damn him to hell!' Kagome thought as she subdued the hanyou into the ground. "I'm going to relax in the hot springs!"

She hadn't meant to yell and Sango, Shippo and Miroku, but damnit, she was angry! She hefted her trusty bag and swung it forcefully onto her back, not even caring about the shove it gave her when it hit or the fact that the shoulder strap ripped slightly at the seam. She waited until she knew Inuyasha would be recovering, and shouted out over her shoulder for him to 'sit' one more time. 'All I wanted was...was...' The tears flowed again as she thought about what had just happened. Inuyasha had been in a rare good mood, and she had managed to sneak him away from camp. They had been making out in the woods when she had confessed to him that she wanted him to be her first. He had all but flipped out at her words, complaining that he wasn't ready, when she knew damn well what he was doing on those nights when he used to sneak off to see Kikyou. Everyone she knew had already found their first. Inuyasha, Hojo, Eri, Yuka and even Ayumi. Even Sango had confessed to her the night she had spent last week with Miroku, and it had been Kagome's breaking point. She was almost 20 now, for crying out loud! When was she going to find someone of her own?

She didn't love Inuyasha, not anymore. But she had wanted...needed someone, and she had thought foolishly that he would be the one most willing to give her the first real experience she craved. She had discovered two years ago the joys of masturbation, thanks in large part to Yuka. After she began pleasing herself, her thoughts of finding a partner to share that kind of pleasure with had become increasingly desperate. She wanted one, and she needed one.

Now she was on her way to the hot springs to relieve herself all alone, once again. The build up of her make out session with Inuyasha had sparked a flame that she simply could not extinguish any other way, despite the argument they had just had. After she made it to the spring and checked to make sure there weren't any white triangular ears or hentai houshis around, she stripped; the whole time, trying to think of something, or someone, that she might fantasize about this time. Usually Inuyasha was the object of her affection, since he was the closest thing she had ever had to a lover, but she was so pissed off at him that she wanted someone completely the opposite of him to desire. 'What he started can't be finished by him...or anyone like him. Fantasy or not,' she decided. 'So who do I know that is the complete opposite of Inuyasha?' Of course, Naraku was quite opposite of her hanyou friend, but the spider-freak was beyond her capability of desiring...even in a fantasy where she could change his personality traits. Something struck a chord and her frown turned into a wicked little grin. 'Or better yet, who does Inuyasha hate the most?' The answer to that one was easy. 'His brother...'

While his stoic and menacing demeanor was quite a turn-off, he certainly was handsome. And after all, it was a fantasy, right? So who was to say she couldn't give him a new personality to go with his oh so sudden desire to bed a certain miko? It was perfect, and she stepped down into the water delighting in the idea that, had the fantasy been real, Inuyasha would be absolutely beyond pissed. 'Asshole,' she thought at him from the safety of her swimming hole. 'Now...about that little trist...'

Kagome found the submerged rock she knew was in the spring from her earlier stops to the area. She pulled herself up on it and tried to relax, preparing her mind for it's imaginative work out. She pictured Sesshomaru standing off in a little glade, all alone and waiting just for her. As she walked up to him he embraced her, and pulled her tight against his hard body, kissing her lips passionately before trailing a line of fire down her neck. 'Hey, this is pretty hot,' she thought at herself. 'He's all muscly and strong; deadly, sexy taiyoukai!'

The extra danger just thrilled her more. She had been amazed to find that in her fantasies, dangerous situations played a pretty important part. She had never even considered danger, or 'kinky', or even pain to be things she would like until she'd had a crazy dream one night about three weeks ago. All three had been incorporated, and she had woken up practically glued to her sleeping bag. Thankfully Shippo had been sleeping next to Sango that night. Now those things were all quite prominent fixtures in her fantasies, and Sesshomaru would easily be able to provide all three.

'Mmm...' she thought. 'Oh Sesshou, bite my neck...good boy. Now take those deadly claws and undress me.' Her imaginary lover did everything she commanded as her little hands tried to emulate the sensations on her own body. 'Now...strip!' Her mind swirled happily as she pictured The Western Lord doing a little strip-tease just for her pleasure. 'Oh, yeah, Sesshou...you have such beautiful abs...oh, and your arms look so strong. Those pecks are nice, too. Do you work out? Oh, you do, huh? What's that? Just for me to view? Nice of you to work so hard to please me...Oooh, is that for me? It's so big and hard! God you're beautiful without your clothes on...maybe you should just walk around naked all the time. Now come over here and put that lovely rough tongue to some good use. Here, I'll lay down right here just for you.'

Kagome spread her legs in real life to make the fantasy feel more real, and used her own hand to do her best at copying the actions going on in her dream world. 'Yeah, that's it...lick it good. Now rake those delicious deadly claws down my sides and...ooooh..yeah, Sesshou. I love it when you pinch my nipples like that. Do it harder. Mmmm...What? You want to put it inside me? Well, I suppose. You are being a very good boy...Yeah...that feels good...harder, baby, harder!'

"Miko," Sesshomaru called out with a heady, lust filled voice. Her arousal was overpowering now that he was right next to her, and it was killing him. He couldn't believe she actually was unaware of his presence after all the noise he made on his way over. Not to mention the fact that he had stopped masking his aura. 'What could cause her to be so oblivious?'

"Sesshou..." she moaned out.

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Despite not usually being one to show any sign of surprise, Sesshomaru's startlement caused his foot to slip under the water, and he nearly fell over backwards. 'ME?! She's fantasizing about ME??' He was completely shocked. 'Well, that would explain why she hasn't noticed my aura...or even my voice.' A predatory grin spread across the demon's features. 'Well...I guess I'll just have to use more...persuasive tactics,' he thought smugly. He moved to her left and leaned into her, grazing the skin of her neck with his nose. "Miko," he whispered as he pressed his lips against her skin. "Do you desire this Sesshomaru so much?"

'Hey!' Kagome thought in her dream world. 'I didn't tell you to say that! What's going on?!' Her hands stopped what they were doing, and suddenly the fantasy world faded away. But she could swear that she could still smell his heated skin, and feel his aura. 'Kami...I can even still feel his breath on my-'

"Are you going to answer me, miko?"

Kagome screamed and jumped, falling off her rock and nearly drowning in the water on the other side of it. Suddenly strong arms wrapped around her and pulled her up as she spit and sputtered to get the warm liquid back out of her mouth. All she could do was stare stupidly at the taiyoukai holding her up while her mind did quadruple back flips in her head. 'You've GOT to be kidding me! It's karma. This is what I get for being a bitch to Inuyasha, I just know it. Here's my punishment, come in the form of a death dealer suited specifically for me. And why not? He was the one I was just...just...Holy.Shit. Was he here the whole time?! Did he see me...doing...that?'

However, the time for thinking was over. Sesshomaru made that perfectly clear by pulling her up against his person and wrapping his vice like arms around her to keep her from getting away again. He leaned back down into her neck, nipping at it lightly, and she was completely and utterly helpless to do anything to stop him. Worse yet, she wasn't sure if she wanted to stop him. He just bounced right in and turned her fantasy into reality. How many times in a person's life could something like that happen? Could she really even stop him if she wanted to? She had about half a second to give it consideration before he pulled back from her neck and sucked the air out of her lungs with a mind blowing, earth shattering, desperate kiss. If she hadn't already been soaked by both the water surrounding her and her own careful ministrations, she was now. The feel of his hot, taught chest pressing against her naked breasts combined with the press of his arms against her back and his mouth against hers sent her into overload.

She gasped against his lips, and he sent his tongue on an exploration inside her hot mouth. 'She's delicious...' was all he could think. Her hands somehow made their way around to the back of his neck without her permission and tangled themselves in his beautiful silken hair. Once there, they refused to return to her. She found her tongue traitorous as well as it leapt from the bottom of her mouth and met with his, dancing in tiny circles inside, jousting for dominance. She realised she could feel his stiff length pushed up against her thigh. It was burning hot against her soft skin and something inside her clenched tight in anticipation.

She pulled back from his mouth to seek fresh air and found herself gasping as he slid a hand down to cup a cheek of her ass. 'This is way hotter than any stupid fantasy,' she realised, and at that moment she had decided. Not that it would have mattered, because if she had chosen not to give herself to him, she was sure he would have taken her anyway. She used her previously traitorous hands to pull him back in, demanding he press against her mouth again. He met her demand and raised the stakes as he reached behind his head and grasped one of her wrists, forcing her to place a hand on his devine, smoothly muscled chest. Not wanting him to feel lopsided, she quickly moved her second hand to the other side, appreciating and massaging the twin muscles of his well sculpted pecks in synchronized movements.

He pulled her back away a bit and turned, forcing her to sit on the rock she had previously lain on, and looked at her for a moment. Her perfectly perky nipples were dark and erect, and he slid both hands from her back to her front so he could lift the weight of her breasts. She moaned as he touched them, and suddenly he wanted to hear all the little noises she could make for him. He took her right breast into his mouth and suckled her nipple as he used his left hand to roll it's twin between his finger tips; he pulled lightly on the left as he increased the pressure of his suction on the right. Kagome let out another moan, louder and headier than the first. He wanted...no, he needed to know how much torture she could take before she would break, and he increased his pressures again. She arched her back to wordlessly beg for more. She reached out her hands and tightly clutched thick clumps of his gorgeous hair, pulling on it desperately.

The slight pain she was inflicting on his scalp forced a moan from his throat, causing him to release her breast. Encouraged by his reaction, she tugged harder on his silvery strands, pulling him back to her breast. He clamped down somewhat harshly on her nipple with his teeth when she forced him against it and she squealed with pleasure. "Hai, Sesshomaru!" she cried out. He reveled in her delight, but he wanted more, and currently the area he wanted to lavish attention on was under water.

He wrapped his hands around her waist, uncaring about the pulling on his hair she continued to make in attempt to being his mouth back to her body. He lifted her as high in the air as her could and she squealed again, this time in fright that he would drop her. Her squeal immediately ceased, however, when he commanded her to place her legs over his shoulders. The order sent a shock through her and she wasn't sure just what her meant, until she obeyed and he pulled her heat to his face to taste it. She arched back, resting her thighs on his shoulders as he supported her back with his strong arms and devoured her essence. He ran his raspy tongue over her folds and around her clit before sucking the little swollen bundle of nerves into his mouth. It was more than she could take and she came right immediately under his ministrations, screaming out his name. She bucked her hips wildly against his mouth as he feasted, licking up every last drop of her delicious juice as it ran from her cavern.

As she came back down from her high, Sesshomaru ducked into the water and slid her back onto the rock, only to pick her up again, this time bridal style, and carry her out of the water. He found a nice patch of soft moss growing near the bank and laid her down on it, kneeling at her side as he released her. She looked over and saw for the first time the lower half of his body, and he watched as her curiosity caused her to stare his engorged member. She swallowed harshly at it's intimidating appearance and the realization that she would soon be impaled upon it.

"Are you frightened?" He already knew the answer, he just wanted to hear her say it. She didn't say it, however. She just gulped again and shook her head. He reached down and grabbed her chin, forcing her eyes up to meet his. "Do not lie," he said in a haughty tone.

'Kami, his eyes are gorgeous. Like molten gold. Oh, what did he want to know? Am I scared? Is he kidding? He might split me in half with that thing!'

This time she nodded her head slightly. Sesshomaru growled with pride and approval. The sound sent shivers running up and down Kagome's back, and made her wet all over again. 'That noise is so...so sexy...' she thought. "Kami, Sesshomaru, do that again!"

"Do what again?" he wanted to know.

"Growl at me!" she begged.

In a movement so fast she didn't see him move, he was suddenly on top of her, pinning her to the ground. She could feel the heat and throb of his erection against her inner thigh as he pressed himself down on her. He looked at her for only a second before dropping his head down against her neck and driving his fangs into her soft flesh. She cried out at the sudden pain, but he growled against her throat and her body spasmed under him. The sound reverberated through her body, everywhere his body touched hers vibrated, especially where his teeth were in her neck. The feeling alone made her cum for him, and he nearly died of excitement as he felt her thrashing beneath him in bliss. He waited for her to quiet and then growled again, eliciting another climax from her.

"Sesshomaru..." she whined. It was wonderful how he could hear her voice and feel the vibration of her vocal chords in his mouth at the same time, knowing that she was completely vulnerable to his whim. He was amazed at the sheer pleasure he was feeling, all over a little human miko. And the reactions she gave him made him shudder with delight. To think that merely growling against her would cause her to cum for him! His eyes flashed red and his beast whined, wanting to brand her as his own. 'Not yet,' he told it. 'Soon.'

He loosened his hold on her and licked the wound he had made until the blood stopped flowing and the punctures closed. He lifted himself up a bit so he could look down at her. Her eyes were half lidded and clouded completely over with lust and desire for him. She looked like she was in a complete state of euphoria, delirious with satisfaction at all the pleasure he was giving her. "Kagome," he called, pulling her back to the mortal plane. "Do you want me?" He demanded to know the answer.

She smiled, eyes still half lidded. "No," she answered back. Her answer stunned him just enough to keep him quiet until she finished her thoughts. "I need you. Take me, Sesshomaru. Oneiga."

His beast cried out, demanding Sesshomaru to mark her. 'Now!' it screamed at him.

'Indeed,' he thought back at it. In another act of uncanny speed, he wrapped his arms around Kagome, plunging his fangs deep into the apex of where her neck met her shoulder while thrusting his shaft deep within her tight, hot core. He expected her to scream, but she only gasped loudly, inhaling more air than her thought her lungs could have held. When she exhaled it back out she mewed as it spilled from her lungs. The sound was like music to his ears.

It had done more than hurt, in fact it hurt so much that she couldn't have bothered to scream. She just needed air, she needed to feel the oxygen pulling into her lungs to remind her that she wasn't dead. By the time she exhaled, the pain had already faded into a pulsing, swirling nirvana. It left her feeling completely full, and completely whole. She couldn't help but let the pleasure she was feeling escape in the little noise she made as her breath ran out of her body. She shivered against him with pleasure, and he wasted no time increasing it tenfold.

Fangs still buried in her sweet, soft flesh, he retreated from her tight heat before thrusting into her again. The little strangled noise she made drove his beast wild, and he couldn't help but repeat the action. After four long, slow thrusts he removed his fangs from the crook of her neck and lapped up the blood he had spilled across her creamy shoulder. The feel of his rough tongue on her skin combined with the feeling of him thrusting inside her made her moan loudly, and her little hands found their way back up to the base of his neck. She used her dull nails to lightly torture his skin, clawing against him, pulling him back to her mouth. As his long, slow invasive actions increased in speed she whined against his lips and moved her hands from his neck to his back. There she continued to try to scratch him, but her nails weren't sharp like his claws and to him it felt more like a light massage.

Not that he was about to complain. Her efforts drew a moan from his lips, and as it spilled out it turned into a low, rumbling growl. He removed a hand from her back and used his razor sharp claws to drag beautiful, thin red lines down her right side. The pain of her torn flesh made her cry out again, forcing her hot breath into his possessive mouth. He withdrew his tongue from her little wet cavern and pulled back, allowing her to take in the breath he knew she must be needing. She whined as he withdrew from the kiss but he drove into her core harder and turned the whine into a uttering of his name that he wanted to hear over and over. Her breath was coming in short gasps, and his was ragged and heavy as he increased the pressure on her again. He could feel her walls tightening around his shaft and he lost all conscious thought. He pounded harder into her, and now every breath was a moan of some part of his name.

"Sesh....Sesh...sho...maru!" she cried. He looked down at her face, it was contorted in pleasure and pain and there were tears leaking from her eyes. Suddenly she arched up, tilting her head backwards and pushing the crown of it into the ground. She growled and screamed as her inner walls clamped down on him, proving her bliss. She tightened down so hard it hurt, and the pain only drove him to push harder, faster, deeper, seeking his own release. Her hands moved again and now they were on his sides, her fingers gripping his flesh and kneading into him as she held on for dear life while he fucked her at a speed no human could ever match. She could feel him hitting the back of her tunnel with each invasion, and she reveled in the pain it caused.

"Harder, Sessho!" she begged with a pant. He let his beast take over completely and he drove himself into her to the hilt. She felt like he was tearing her apart, killing her with each thrust, and she could not have been happier. She was screaming now, and her throat was getting sore from all the noises he was forcing out of her. He felt her clamp down again, tighter than the first time, and it nearly made him go mad. He was so close...all he wanted to do was cum. She lost her voice with the orgasm and now she was making little strangled noises as her mouth gasped for air. She hadn't even managed to come down from her peak before his abuse on her petite body forced her to peak again. She dug her fingers as hard as she could into his sides and he groaned as she finally managed to cause him a little pain with her blunt nails. She scratched at him wildly as she hit her third peak in a row, and it was the end for him. Each time she had gripped him tighter and tighter, and now her walls were threatening to consume his very being.

With a final, painful thrust, he forced himself as far as he could into her body and spilled his seed, coating her walls. As the mind blowing orgasm ripped through his body he threw his head back and snarled out his victory to the world with a deafening roar, just before sinking his fangs back into the mark he had made on her neck.

If she had thought she felt full before, she had been wrong. Somehow this fullness was better, the ecstasy greater. As he sunk his sharp fangs back into her, he growled again against her skin and she hit her fourth and final climax in a row. She shook against him, unable to control any part of her body or mind as a blinding white light seared her vision. He collapsed against her body, releasing the grip on her throat again as his weight fell on her. The pressure brought her back from her utopia and she gasped for air as his weight forced the all the breath from her body. With the last of his energy he rolled, taking her with him and positioning her above him. Their hair clung to their bodies and each others' as they both lay there, panting for air.

She let her arms dangle down around him as she lay on top of him, and she rubbed her cheek against his hot left peck, not caring a bit about the damp stickiness of his flesh. She shivered against him, and the involuntary movement shook her core, in which he was still lodged completely. It made him hiss with pleasure to feel her shake and tighten around his over-sensitive member. He stretched his tired muscles to wrap his arms a little tighter about her body possessively.

"Kagome..." he whispered to her. "Now you are mine."

She smiled against his chest, not caring about the future. She suddenly wanted to be his and she would worry about the problems it might cause later. She had finally found her first, and she was content to think he would be her only...over and over for the rest of her life.