Mine! Mine! Mine! Chapter Three (pt. 1)

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Title:  Mine!  Mine!  Mine!  Chapter Three: Bite & Claw (pt. 1)
Pairing: Inuyasha x Kagome
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: HERE IT IS!!  The SMUT!!--eventually--He's a hanyou people at his most gentle he's rough.
Summary: PoV of Inuyasha as he disobeys Kagome by chasing after her down the well after he hears that she’s been left alone in the Modern Era while her family is on vacation. NC-17 so yes it's just a set-up for PWP, U know u like it!
Disclaimer: I don't own any part of Inuyasha; most of him is Rumiko Takahashi's & the good stuff I'd be interested in belongs 2 Kagome.
A/N: Sorry I tend to go off at the mouth (keyboard?) when it comes to smut, so LJ tried to make things difficult with the maximum wordcount...*annoyedsigh*...Here's the first part, the actual SMUT will follow in part 2...

Previous Chapters...
Chapter_One, Chapter_Two


Bite & Claw

Kagome joined me at some point while I slept. I wasn’t out more than an hour but when I woke up she was there. I was laying on my back her dark head resting on my chest, my arm around her.

She was snoring softly, one arm thrown over my stomach and one leg thrown over one of my legs.

As I struggled out from under a grogginess only one of Kagome’s modern beds could bog me down with each sensation hit me before I could wrench my eyes open. Her warm breath tickled over the patch of my chest exposed by the useless garment she’d trapped me in. Next the gentle weight of her arm and the ghost of her fingertips where they rested just inside the edge of my robe. As she shifted her body, her leg slipped up and consequently that brought the front of her body in close contact with the side of mine, her knee just shy of my groin.

Considering that last part I don’t expect anyone to judge me for not noticing that my borrowed robe--totally useless--had loosened while I slept. As Kagome wiggled in an attempt to get closer still, the hand inside the robe had no resistance as it caressed down the line of my chest.

Something similar to this had happened before, except I’d been in my fire-rat robes with my kosode as another layer, tight against my chest. As Kagome’s fingers migrated further to tickle along my abdomen I let my breath out in a quiet hiss between clenched teeth.

The quickest way to make her hand stop in its journey would be to wake her up but before I could bring myself to do so I realized she’d probably get embarrassed, which would inevitably lead to a Sit. I closed my eyes again at her soft touch and realized the robe belt had come untied altogether. I gently captured her delicate wrist through the robe as it seemed to show no signs of stopping at my belly button, grimacing as I realized I could wake her with the move.

I froze as I listened to the even breathing; soothed in sleep, then I carefully extracted her hand to replace it above the robe over my stomach. I tilted my head to glance down to see if I could catch sight of her face and her eyes were still closed.

My ears twitched as I focused on listening not on her still-steady breathing but on her heartbeat, it was then that I noticed it wasn’t smooth and resting like her respirations but elevated and it dawned on me that she wasn’t snoring. “Kagome?” I whispered as I moved to tighten the sides of the stupid robe. When had she woken up?

Kagome’s hand captured mine with a squeeze as she pushed up on her elbow and gazed down at me her body not tucked as tightly against me, her leg still curled over mine as if she didn’t notice. “Don’t worry about that,” She murmured and I caught her distracted glance at my bared chest, not to mention the blush before she could tear her eyes away to meet my gaze again.

My heart hammered like I’d just done a Bakuryūha ending a long fight. I think it had something to do with my body clamoring to full alertness, truthfully my heart hammered the moment the yōkai in me realized I was going to fight. I doubted the girl realized what her words hinted at; she couldn’t know that she had started a flood of blood southward.

Not yet anyway.

She didn’t notice my entire world focus on her, it was a scary feeling I’d only felt before while I was a full yōkai. Even when I was near wild (before Kikyo) I didn’t have this type of intense focus, it was only the first time I was without Tetsusaiga that I first focused on fighting for fighting’s sake, for blood’s sake, for carnage’s sake. Kagome had always had the ability to gentle that monster in me but I know, deep down, that her hold over the beast can’t last for long.

I love her, but I’m a hanyou, worthless even to a human.

Feh.

“I put your clothes in the drier before I came to check on you,” She pushed herself out of the warmth of my arms and I cursed, my fingers fumbling at my waist to find the smooth lacquer of Tetsusaiga’s scabbard for balance, peace and so I could let her walk out of the room without pouncing on her.

I closed my eyes instead of watching the wiggle of her hips and took a deep breath, thinking of Naraku and killing him. Eased the hard-on. I stood and tightened the robe and belt around me. It didn’t help with the excitement just changed its focus again. Fantasize about something else.

“It’s still really warm,” Kagome dropped a neatly folded stack of cloth on the foot of her bed. “No wrinkles but you’ll sleep in it and make some.”

“Wrinkles? Feh.” What the hell did I care? Who ever heard of fire-rat pelt wrinkling?

“Did you want some ramen?” Kagome murmured with a cute yawn and stretch.

I want to mark you. I drew in a deep breath but that only filled my nose with Kagome’s scent. I wanted to make her mine, the desire was suddenly stabbing through me and I was glad I was facing away from her because that damn robe didn’t just fail to shield me from hostility but also didn’t hide the fact that I wasn’t thinking about Naraku anymore. I whimpered and caught my bottom lip in my fangs. We needed to not be alone together; Sango, Miroku, Shippo, all of them. “We should be gettin’ home.”

“I thought you didn’t mind staying,” Kagome surprised me with. “When you thought you might get to take a nap with me.”

I laughed as derisively as I could and decided to chase her out, yes avoiding her teasing attempt at flirting.

Baka!

I turned toward her after regaining control of my arousal and started to untie the belt as if she weren’t standing there. “Do ya mind? I should get these on before they wrinkle...” I sneered. “Feh.”

“InuYasha,” Kagome exclaimed and instead of screaming a crescendo of Sits or slamming the door as she escaped, she crossed her arms over her chest and glared at me. It made my heart stutter but I should have known better than to start in on such a topic and expect her to drop it for even a few minutes while I got dressed. “Do you really want to leave?”

I don’t bluff though; poor girl went a shade pinker all over as I shrugged off the borrowed robe and moved to get my kosode off the bed near her. I ignored her for the most part, it kept the arousal manageable, and there’d be no way to hide it otherwise.

“Do ya?” I asked unfolding my clothes but I really wasn’t paying attention to what my hands were doing. Kagome had neatly folded everything; the obi’s all neatly folded over the hakama just underneath the white kosode.

“It’s vacation, no school,” She admitted after she was met with silence.

“Ya said ya skipped school,” I growled forgetting the clothes. I saw she was trying her best not to be obvious about staring.

That was why I hadn’t looked at her.

“Well...” Kagome ducked down to grab the plastic bag Hojo had left. “You fibbed too InuYasha.” She gave me a look meant to wither me but that cute “V” was there.

I told you I don’t want to hurt Kagome to see her passionate face. I’m too scared of rejection and the pain being ten times as painful as Kikyo’s betrayal, to see her true passionate face. Not a good train of thought. The continued temperature rise in my groin was responsible for the next words, damn testosterone.

“You invited another man here,” I had wanted to say it earlier but there was fun in not saying anything. Mostly Kagome trying to distract me all day from...Oh yeah. “Wut were ya thinkin’?”

“InuYasha I...” She cleared her throat and met my eyes. “Your clothes?”

I looked away, quick to hide the obvious windows to my emotions; my golden eyes went to the clothes still neatly piled on the bed. I wanted her to want to keep ogling, touch me--

“InuYasha,” Kagome tried again her murmuring barely audible but for the dog hanyou in the small room. “I was trying to make sure you wouldn’t run into Hojo before I got rid of him.”

Him? As in Hojo, not me? It would have been easy! Take me through the well...Try to at least.

Frankly though I wouldn’t go without her even if I hadn’t known Hojo was supposed to come by. She didn’t know why, didn’t know how just the sight of her sent my heart spinning and the idea that she wanted to see fucking Hojo alone...I ignored the soft protest of the fabric of my kosode as I tried not to rip it to shreds with my claws but my fingers were so tight I could hear the seems popping.

I tried to shrug into the kosode instead of rip it in half as I tried to keep from growling under my breath when Kagome captured my hand. I froze immediately and glanced at her nervous hand trembling as it held mine.

“I went back early to see you, hoping to catch you brooding in a tree,” She teased and it eased a little of the tension in my muscles that she could no doubt feel even with her gentle touch. “Didn’t want to waste another empty house day.”

“Waste?” I grunted, trying to reconcile her words with her actions up to this point. I was at a loss, nothing confused me more than this girl, damn it.

“My family even took Buyo,” Kagome laughed softly. “Or he would have been on your chest.”

“I don’t get it,” I admitted, although I noticed how naked I still was, thanks to her.

Really?

“We’ve been so busy with Naraku...” Kagome started but sighed and shook her head embarrassed. “Y-you never told me what you thought about your bath oil.”

Silly question but I was too baffled with the situation to call her on it. “It was nice--”

“We’ve known each other awhile,” Kagome finally had the courage gathered so I didn’t mind that she interrupted me. Of course I didn’t go easy on her, I scowled at her irritated but she had found her courage. “I just wanted you to know...” She gave me a small scowl back to counter mine. “I wanted you to know how much I’ve grown to love you baka.”

I kept the scowl in place but my body belayed the glower by being seized with panic. “Ya love me?”

“I don’t know why I was so scared that you were so nice just because I was a reincarnation of the real woman you loved,” She hinted at Kikyo and this time the scowl was real.

I turned to face her and mentally blocked the comfort she’d developed with my nudity since I was getting less comfortable with the vocal part of this encounter. “Ya dumbass, her soul helped make yers powerful,” I saw the words hit and quickly tried to explain myself before I was cut off with a mouthful of floor. “That’s all! Her face ‘n’ soul drew me in, kept me from harmin’ ya long ‘nuff ta know ya Kagome. My Kagome,” I said the last two words softly, I couldn’t look at her as I confessed this.

“InuYasha...” I’d never heard my name spoken so softly, like it was breakable. I could hear the tears and I fumbled for why this conversation might have started.

“I love ya,” I muttered like I resented that I had to reveal the secret. “T-there’s no Kikyo in my heart. I promised her I’d help her defeat Naraku but...I wish ya didn’t hafta be in danger ta do it.”

“Well I still have three days before I’m due back at the well,” Kagome insisted. “You getting dressed and going?”

“Without ya?”

“Yeah.”

“Feh,” I shook my head.

“Then don’t.”

“Don’t..?” I met her gaze and her cheeks were the cutest flushed pink, eyes so beautiful as I saw everything she felt for me in them.

“Don’t leave,” Kagome looked away and giggled nervously. “I wanted at least one night alone with you. Where I wouldn’t have to worry about yōkai or shards or anyone here in the modern era or from the feudal era.”

“That’s pretty alone,” I nodded and experimentally dropped my kosode to the bed. “Ya seem really...” I leaned my head forward to let her see me twitch my ears. “Nervous,” I commented on her racing heartbeat.

“Y-you can hear it?”

“Are ya...” I leaned closer slowly reaching out, thinking over all the horrid things she would shout when I touched her. “Are ya tryin’ ta do wut I think ya are?”

Kagome went even pinker and I really wished she’d let me put some clothes on now. “That bad huh?” She muttered her eyes were riveted to the floor so she didn’t see how thrilled her confirmation made me. “I didn’t think--”

I captured any further self-deprecating words with my lips. She went very still her lips frozen but I had seen it in her down-turned eyes and it pushed me past that unspoken line; such a longing for me in her innocent brown eyes. That and the realization that she had come to find me alone in my time so she could bring me back to an empty house. “I’m a fuckin’ baka.”

Kagome giggled softly into my kiss and stepped in to touch my chest. “You figured out my pitiful attempts to get you alone.”

“Get me alone?” I grinned and my reaction seemed to help with her shyness, that and the kiss? Maybe?

“You know what alone means,” Kagome blushed, the tone of her voice heating up as if in preparation for one of our arguments.

“I do,” I quickly explained then admitted, “I like yer blushes.”

I was delighted to earn another one with that admission. So many things I loved about this silly human miko-in-training. Even as I kissed her I wanted to find more things about her to love.

Did she mean half of what I wanted her to? I sighed and tried not to pounce on her. I was surprised of the train of lewd thoughts my mind had been in and out of all day as Kagome’s hands wandered down my chest and encountered my nipples. I yelped as she pinched them both at the same time a little too hard. “Hey!” I pulled from the kiss laughing.

She followed so she could duck her head forward to hide her blushing face in my neck, the sensation of her warm breath on my skin sending a shiver down my body. “Feel free to even the score.”

As I tried to interpret her words--since she couldn’t mean what I thought--I felt her nuzzle into the curve of my throat her nose obviously sniffing with a long and soft inhale.

“Wow, it smells even better on you.”

She was much braver hidden out of my line of sight. I slipped my arms around her, my hands sliding under the thin top wondering suddenly what underwear she wore, not the matching ones.

“I wanted to light some romantic candles so it would be more obvious...”

Candles? Huh?

She didn’t let me embarrass myself by asking what she was talking about. “The only thing we have on hand is my grandpa’s anti- yōkai incense,” She tried to fill what she thought was awkward silence.

“That ain’t good,” Was all I could think to respond with.

“Yup,” Kagome felt my hands sliding the skimpy shirt upwards to bare more of her skin to my touch. I could feel her sprinting heartbeat through my fingertips as my hands made their way up her ribcage. “I’ve never done this before InuYasha,” She said it like it was a big secret and I caught her gaze anxiously flicker downward since I was still very naked but I wasn’t visibly excited yet.

I let my hands stop, I didn’t want to push her, didn’t want to scare her with my claws. She looked up and our gazes met and I was overwhelmed by the emotions swimming in her brown eyes. “I decided that sappy, ‘Man I’ve been waiting all my life for,’ line my mom gives me when I ask her about sex is actually great advice. I tried to get practical advice but...”

“Practical advice?”

“You...know...”

“Actually Kagome,” I told myself to admit the truth to her because she needed to understand how important this was for me. “I’ve never done...that...” I was glad she was hiding, but not seeing her face didn’t help me be brave. “With anyone.”

“Not even Kikyo?” She pulled back, her innocent eyes wide when they met my golden gaze.

“After we kissed she went home ta purify her mouth,” I whispered and it was enough answer. “I’m just a hanyou Kagome.”

“I love you,” Kagome whispered when I still couldn’t keep the self-hatred I always felt when I came up short at bay.

I wasn’t yōkai enough to mark someone as my mate, surely if I was I wouldn’t be at the mercy of these silly feelings that make me vulnerable like I am with Kagome. Sesshomaru never seemed vulnerable and he’d found his mate and lost her to court assassins.

Not human enough to be with a human, even if everything in my being screamed Kagome’s name. Mine! She’s mine! I was afraid of rejection, even if Kagome had always earnestly professed that she wasn’t scared of my inhuman half the words escaped me at a whimper, “All of me Kagome?” I couldn’t meet her eyes as I asked, didn’t want her eyes to tell me the truth while her lips lied and my gaze lowered to the exposed muscles of her belly. Fighting demons, trekking around the feudal era and being a very healthy teenage girl conspired together to make abs that I wanted to bury my face in and taste.

I let her step away from me, my hands colder as she put space between us in the answer I had expected. Surprised I watched her arms cross over her torso, fingers grabbing hold of the hem of her tiny shirt before she yanked it upward and over her head to toss carelessly over her shoulder. Somehow there was a bra hidden under that and I scowled at it.

“Do you want me to put it back on?” She shocked me by saying, mistaking my expression.

“No baka!” I hissed pointing to the bra; this was an instance in which it was definitely not wanted. I eyed the article of clothing, not wanting to just pull it off, it looked tighter than the jeans she was wearing but I didn’t see any buttons, or one of those weird zipper things.

I think she saw the frustration on my face and after letting her know that she was making the right moves she wasn’t afraid of rejection. My uncertainty had fled at the disappearance of her shirt, now it was just my incompetence in the way. I watched her cradle her own breasts in her arms so her fingers could easily manipulate a catch between them in the front, disguised by the frills and lace.

As soon as she’d taken care of it I was brutishly pushing it off to replace it and she giggled as she shrugged the lingerie off her shoulders to the floor. I didn’t stare at them--although I might be inclined later when she was asleep. I snickered at the thought and Kagome cut the sound off with a kiss of her own.

Okay I was standing naked in the middle of her bedroom with a soft breast in each hand but Kagome hadn’t really told me she wanted this to happen until right then. Call me a baka, go ahead, but even though it was chaste and sweet the fact that it was aggressive made it even more arousing.

I stepped in and focused on kissing her, that I knew how to do. Like mating I knew the mechanics of it, but at least with the kissing I had a handful of experiences with Kikyo. I played my tongue along her bottom lip and she opened her lips to attack with her tongue, flirting with my fangs instead of avoiding them and they weren’t sharp enough to hurt her if she was careful. She surprised me with only the timid meeting of lips with Kikyo for examples; the miko hadn’t even moved her tongue in her own mouth, let alone risking it to my fangs.

Still I was painfully aware of the softness in my claws. I squeezed gently, carefully rubbing the rough sword calluses on one hand until her nipple hardened so I could roll it between my fingers without worrying about hurting her with my claws.

Even as I played with one the other hardened against my palm. As our tongues played experimentally with each other she tunneled her fingers in my hair as I tried to release her lips.

I growled playfully and she looked surprised in an excited way. “Kagome,” I had one more thing to say before she seduced me entirely as she seemed to want. “Yer my only...lover,” I tried and she blushed and nodded that this was an apt word.

I watched her face as I continued to play with her nipples. “I’ve always thought of ya as mine,” My mouth went dry as it finally hit me like a Kaze no Kizu she really wanted me; she had concocted this day to bring me here to this moment.

Of course she noticed my surprise and disbelief and grinned, “I’ve actually noticed sometimes around Miroku...Mostly Kouga.”

“Mine,” I growled at the wolf yōkai’s name and my head swooped down so I could taste her breast, my rough tongue lapping at her nipple receiving the first real moan of pleasure from my Kagome. A whimper echoed back and my teeth grazed down as I resisted biting down, I wanted to leave a mark, show ones like Kouga who she belonged to, the urge rose inside me like a tidal wave. My free hand slipped around her to pressed against her lower back bringing the rest of her body into contact with mine and tried to keep still at the sensation of her jeans rubbing along the bottom of my by now persistent hard-on.

“What?”

“Hm?” I mumbled around her nipple and she shivered as the sound vibrated through my lips. I hadn’t realized my growls and slurps had been coherent, but her passion-clouded eyes were confused and curious.

“You want to mark me?” Came out as a whisper of bewilderment.

I blinked dumbly at her lifting my head enough that her nipple left my lips with a popping noise. I had actually said it, out loud? Shit.

“I wish I could...” I started just in case I hadn’t said that part. “I might be yōkai enough to have a mate.”

A soft smile curved her lips and the confusion quickly cleared her eyes, “Like a soul mate?”

“Kinda,” I only had to let my tongue dart out to catch the tip of her nipple my hands moving to gently unbutton and unzip her jeans after a few bumbling moments. “Ya said ya were waitin’,” I gave her breast a moment’s peace as I tugged at the tight denim. “A-and...” I stammered to a stop as the flowery words slapped into that fucking baka filter and I felt stupid for even thinking them. I feel like I’d been waiting my entire life for her, I wet my lips and her eyes glanced down her breath rushing out of her in a barely audible whoosh.

My fingers were still buried in the waistband of her jeans; I really didn’t want to just stand here on the cusp of finally possessing my Kagome. “I always hoped ya’d be my first...” I gritted my teeth as I floundered for words. “It’s important ta both parts of me the human ‘n’ the yōkai.”

“Of course baka,” Kagome teased as she stepped away from me and my fingers slipped from her jeans. “Us both being with each other and only each other is wonderful. I feel even more...loved being your first too.” She tucked her thumbs into the back pockets of her jeans but hesitated before pushing them down. “Are you sure you know where it goes?”

My gaze at this point was pretty obvious but as her teasing question caught my attention my eyes swung upward to catch her expression. “Do I know where it goes?” I growled and the grin on her face shot heat straight to my groin. “I do,” In theory. “Ain’t that why I’m still naked? Ya wanted me ta show ya?”

“InuYasha,” She was half embarrassed but I could smell how my cheeky words made her really feel.

“I know yer supposed ta keep doin’ wut yer doin’ now,” I encouraged her and she slowly pushed the tight jeans off over her ass with a wiggle of her hips. I was keeping a look out for the matching panties to the top she’d discarded but...She wasn’t even wearing panties under her jeans.

I let out a whimper as my eyes drank in the taunt thighs I’d had clamped around me plenty and the dark patch that still hid her core from me.

Kagome giggled softly and moved close enough to touch me, her fingertips running over my nipples again. “That was cute,” She whispered and I caught her hands and she looked up at me in a challenging way.

I remember grumbling about her using that word in reference to me before but this time I fought not to whine as I protested, “They’re sensitive.”

“So are mine,” She countered.

True, and I wasn’t about to stop abusing them any time soon. I let her hands go and moved mine to touch her in a mutual distraction. She was so beautiful and she was mine, she was going to let me mate with her. “Kagome...” I started hesitantly.

“You want to mark me,” She answered the unspoken question in her name. I felt her body brush mine as she gently pushed me back her forearms braced on my torso so she could make circles around my nipples with her fingernails.

Surprised by both her intuitive reply and the shiver of pleasure that went through me at her touch I could only nod as I felt her bed hit the back of my legs.

“That means your mine forever?” She asked and the question left me stunned, stupid and elated.

“Mine,” I growled as I captured her hands so her palms laid flat over my pectorals. “Yes,” I lifted one of her hands in mine and kissed it.

“Okay.”

I liked the very female cry of surprise that escaped Kagome as I gripped her around the waist and tossed her onto her bed. I could tell it was a good sound.

“It’s a bite ‘n’ claw...I’ll make ‘em as little as I can,” I whispered as I moved next to her trying not to scare her but I knew my eyes had to be pretty intense by now. “But I don’t know...If-if I were a yōkai I could make it feel good.”

“How?”

“Aphrodisiac acid, takes the pain ‘n”...Makes it...” I shrugged. “Somethin’ different, makes ‘em form into a personal mark,” I was only rehashing the things Myoga had told me. I didn’t really have a mark, not like Sesshomaru or my father. “At the end.”

“At the end?” Kagome clamped her hands over her face embarrassed but I leaned to run my rough tongue along her nipple.

“When we both come,” I said bluntly and she threw her arm over her face.

“So it’ll hurt?”

I caught my bottom lip in a nervous bite as I admitted, “A-a little.”

Kagome’s fingers captured my head, sinking into my silver hair. “Warn me,” She ordered softly as she met my eyes. “Okay?”

“Of course!” I gasped as she nodded softly and kissed me.

Mine.

She was mine and she knew it. My Kagome! I wanted to shout it.

Onward!!  To the Smut!!
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