Kagome’s breath caught.  Was he really talking about her?  “Do I deserve to find happiness?”

He reached out and touched her cheek.  She deserved something, anything from him.  Gently he pulled her to his chest and held her there.  “I would never deny you anything…”

She rested her cheek on his chest, feeling his warm, smooth skin beneath her.  It smelled of him… a mixture of musk and tree sap.  She could feel his chest rise and fall beneath her with each breath.  His heart pounded in her ear.  “Are you uncomfortable like this?”

“No…” he replied, his voice echoing through her chest.

“Really?” She looked up and grazed her lips to his chin.

His breath caught and his heart raced against hers.  She brushed her lips to his cheek before finding lips.  They were warm and soft.  They opened a little and could feel the hot wetness of his tongue graze her lips.  She opened her mouth for him and allowed his tongue to probe.  She tapped him with her own tongue and he moaned.  His hands caressed her back, massaging her spine.  She opened her mouth more and he hungrily explored her with his tongue.  His fingers tried desperately to reach her through her nightgown.  He broke off the kiss with a move of his head.  “Please… I don’t deserve this…”

Her lips caught his again and he moaned.  She stroked his tongue with her own.  Beneath her, she could feel his heart race and the breathing through his nose was quick and ragged.  She broke off the kiss and looked down at him in the darkness.  His breathing slowed but his heart still raced.  She lay her head down on his chest and he hugged her tightly.  “I love you, Inuyasha,” she said quietly.  His heart thundered in his chest and his hands reached up to knot themselves in her hair.  “Does that bother you?”

“No,” he replied, quietly.  “Why should it?”

“Well… It may be annoying to you if you didn’t feel that way back.”

“Don’t worry about it,” he whispered, massaging her body through her nightgown.  “Sleep now…” he soothed.  

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She wiggled against him, searching for a subtle way to give in to her body’s desire for close contact.  It didn’t work.  Her nightgown was too long and she was wearing panties.  She slid out of bed.  

“Where are you going?” Inuyasha asked, his voice dull with exhaustion.

“Going pee…” she responded, leaving the room.  She returned a short time later, tossing something in her dirty clothes hamper.  She crawled back into bed, settling back into the position she had been in.

He wrapped his arm around her, noticing her nightgown was a bit bunched at her waist.  His hand drifted down to her hip, finding the hem of the nightgown.  Her hips pushed against his leg.  He could feel heat and wet touch him through his pants.  “Kagome…?” he whispered.

She stopped pressing against him.  “Yeah?”  

“Are you trying to…” uncertainty colored his voice.

“What?” she whispered.

“Nothing,” he replied, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her on top of him.  

She resettled with as sigh, straddling his body with her legs.  She pressed against him for a moment, feeling something hard beneath the fabric of his pants.  She wanted to get closer but not seem too forward about it.

Inuyasha pushed up with his hips, wanting to feel her moist heat against him without scaring her away.  He was partially disgusted with himself to resorting to such base means to achieve sexual gratification.  As often as he had thought about it he never rubbed himself against her until now.  His hands reached down, grazing the edge of her nightgown, feeling her naked thighs.

She stiffened, looking down at him in the darkness.  He knew she was panty-less.

His fingers tightened on her thighs, caressing them softly with his thumb.  “You… want to get closer?” he whispered softly.

She nodded a moment before realizing he probably couldn’t see her in the dark.  “Yes…” she mumbled.

His hands caught her nightgown hem and tugged it up and over her, tossing it away.  Long, black hair spilled down her bare back.  “How’s that?”

She laid her head on his chest, hearing his heart thunder beneath her ear.  He was excited about something.  “It’s good.”

He tightened his arms around her.  “That’s good…”  Slowly his fingers massaged at her spine.  

“Do you want to be closer too?” she whispered.

He stopped his massage.  “Can I?” he breathed almost hopefully.

She reached down to untie his pants for him, helping him pull them off before returning to her position straddling him.  They both shivered to feel his manhood pressed against her.  She reached down to touch him.  “That’s what that was…”

He moaned and held her tightly, rolling them both over on their sides.

“Are we going to sleep like this?” she asked quietly.

“I assumed… you wanted to mate me,” he replied.  

“Would you?” 

“If you asked me to…”

“And if I ask you?” she whispered, kissing his neck.

“I’ll take you right now…”

“How do I ask?”

He laughed through his nose.  “Could be as vulgar as, ‘Will you fuck me?’ or something as tender as… ‘Will you make love to me?’  I’ll respond the same way, either way.”

“And that is?” she prompted.

He made a little noise in the back of his throat.  “You haven’t asked me yet…”

“Will you?”

He pushed her onto her back and kissed her as passionately as he had always dreamed.  He wanted to take her breath away.

She moaned.  One leg wrapped itself around his back, trying to pull him into her.  Her heel pressed against the base of his spine.  

He clumsily reached down and touched her wetness, feeling his fingers slide easily along her labia.  His fingers explored, finding something deep, warm, wet and inviting.  She writhed beneath him.  “Does it hurt?” he asked quietly.

“No…” she managed, tugging on his shoulders to pull him down on top of her.

He resisted, exploring her body with his fingertips.  

“I want you to feel good,” he said quietly.  A tendril of ebony hair escaped from behind his shoulder and lightly brushed against her arm.

“You…” she began but faltered.

His fingers stopped a moment.

“Just being with you… feels good.”

He smiled at her in the darkness, plunging his fingers deep with her wet folds.

She moaned and arched her back, using her leg around his waist for leverage to pull her hips to meet him.

He leaned forward and kissed her lips.  “I’m going to claim you now…” he whispered huskily in her ear.

She nodded silently.

He regretfully removed his wet fingers and touched his shaft, using her lubrication to coat himself.  He pressed himself down and felt the tip become overwhelmed by her heat.

She whimpered and strained upwards for more.

He bit his lip, not wanting to move too fast and hurt her.  Slowly he felt his body press down on hers until it rested comfortably over her.  He was completely inside her and he gave an experimental push.

She gasped, clutching him tightly.

“What?  What did I do?” he whispered touching her face.

“Nothing… I’m just not… used to… you… yet.”

He waited in terror, his heart pumping fiercely in his chest.  Had he broken her?

“Slowly,” she said softly, massaging his shoulders.

He obeyed, moving slowly against her… in and out at a maddening slow pace.  His instinct was to thrust and writhe but he held back.  Instead he concentrated on the delicious friction they caused.  It moved up and down his shaft as he pushed in and pulled out.  Her gentle fingers running through his hair surprised him, lightly scratching his scalp.  They found his human ears and rubbed at the base.  Inuyasha’s ears were an erogenous zone.  He never told anyone.  He whimpered as warm shivers slid down his spine.

“What is it?” she asked quietly, still tickling his ears.

“That feels… my ears…”

She smiled and continued to rub them.  “You like it?”

He nodded and closed his eyes.  His animal instinct was taking over.  There was no way to hold it back.  Every thrust brought him closer and closer to… something.  She cried out beneath him, and tugged at his hair as she arched her back and squeezed him with her legs.  It was more than he could take.  He gave a few last strokes before he felt himself explode within her.  He held her tightly, pushing with each pulse of his groin.  He gasped for air, slouching against her.  

Their breathing slackened and he propped himself back up on his elbows.  “Was that… good?”

 She nodded and leaned forward to kiss at his throat.

He rolled off of her and rested at her side.  “I’m glad.”

“Inuyasha?” she whispered, rolling over to face him.  Her feet caught his ankles.  “When you’re with Kikyou… now…” she let off and looked a bit disturbed.

He stared at her, unsure what to say.

“Do you… ever want to… with her?”

He shook his head and closed his eyes.  “I think I can only make one woman happy… any more than that will kill me.”  He snuggled against her.

“So… am I…?”

He opened his eyes and kissed her.  “I want you to be happy, Kagome.”

She smiled and closed her eyes, ready for sleep.

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