Missing You:
It was a Dark and Stormy Night II
By Danyealle
(FanFiction/Masturbation)
ADULTS ONLY! NO MINORS!
The characters of InuYasha are not mine, they are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz Media. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Lying on her back in her bed, Kagome watched the moonlight flickering across the ceiling as the clouds crossed the mystical silver orb, seeming to make the light dance. The color of it reminded her of his hair and made the fact that it was her bed she was in, not his, all the harder. She missed him, a lot, and just wanted to be with him all the time more than anything else in the world.
Shutting her eyes, her mind took her back to the last time they were together. When she remembered how his hands felt against her flesh, stroking it, how his rough, calloused skin seemed to rasp slightly against hers she felt a familiar heat ignite deep in her belly, seeming to swirl outwards, shooting sparks of intense fire throughout the rest of her body. Biting her bottom lip to prevent any noise from escaping, she shivered and moaned softly. Pressing her thighs together, she tried to alleviate the heat that was starting to build between her legs even though she knew it was, realistically, a wasted effort.
The more she thought about him and all the wicked, delicious things he did to her body the more that heat grew. Sweating and shivering, body seeming to be on fire, she wanted to resist but couldn’t. Her brain seemed that it couldn’t leave the images of him and what they did alone so she did the only thing she could to relieve the building heat. Slipping her hand into her pajama bottoms, her finger found her already slick folds and moved up and down them a couple times, finger becoming slick with her own juices. When she felt it was wet enough, she slid it up and began to rub her clit in the way she favored best, small circles around it, occasionally flicking the tip of he finger against the underside of it. Hips bucking off the bed a bit as the sensations seemed to overwhelm her body; her eyes were tightly shut, teeth biting her bottom lip, as she ran a litany of all they had done through her head while her finger worked its magic against the sensitive little bundle of nerves. The more she rubbed the harder it became to stay quiet. So vivid were the memories that she was sure she could feel is touch and smell him, fueling her arousal all the higher.
Like times past when she had done this it didn’t take long for her to get to the point where her release was imminent. Hips thrusting of their own accord, she arched up slightly as that swirling heat deep inside her belly seemed to explode. “Togaou... oh Papa!” She cried out softly as wave after wave of pleasure and heat seemed to engulf the whole of her being.
After cleaning up she curled up around her body pillow, holding it like she wanted to him and watched the silvery light dance across the walls of her room until sleep claimed her.
…kt…kt…kt…kt…
With a deep sigh, Togaou thought his big bed had never felt lonelier than it did right at this moment. For years now he had slept alone and it didn’t bother him a bit. In fact, even when he indulged in some sexual gymnastics with a female he didn’t bring them home to his bed. But since becoming involved with Kagome he wanted her here with him all the time. She should be here with him was his thought on the matter. There was no way he should be tortured like this and have to wait to have what he so wanted in his bed with him all the time. In the past that would not have been the case, she would have been his long ago and taken her rightful place beside him. She belonged there was his firm opinion. But the times had changed and he had to wait for that now.
Lying on his back, one hand behind his head, the other on his flat stomach, he bent one leg, planting his foot on the mattress then just stared up at the ceiling. He should be asleep by now but just couldn’t manage it. His thoughts were haunted by the doe-eyed onna that he wanted, needed and so craved. As usually happened when he thought of the little ningen he already considered his own his whole body seemed to throb and his cock rose to full-mast. Growling in frustration he knew he should focus on something else and try to get the sleep he needed but he couldn’t force himself away from thoughts of her. Of course, the usual pattern began to play its self out. Simple thoughts of her morphed into memories and fantasies of all the things he had done and wanted to do to her body.
As those memories and fantasies became more vivid and real his cock throbbed harder, demanding release of some kind. Gritting his teeth, fangs bared, he tried to focus on something else but it didn’t work. Every topic he tried to focus on circled back to her. Knowing a wasted effort when he saw one, he finally gave into the inevitable. Reaching down, he grasped hold of his aching flesh and began to pump it in a familiar rhythm. With a soft groan, his golden eyes slid shut. Automatically, his hand found its now familiar dance while he watched a vivid scene of what he wanted to do to her played out behind his closed eyes.
Grunting and growling, fangs biting into his bottom lip, his hips thrust up to meet his strokes as the fantasy became more realistic and erotic. Imagining he could feel her soft, inexperienced touch and the way her sweat-slicked body touching his he moaned out loud as he balls tightened, signaling his release wasn’t far off. As her cries of pleasure and her calling his name grew louder in his mind his hand moved faster. After a particularly loud scream of his name and her reaching her peak his own followed. With a loud snarl, he came, coating his hand and stomach with his own seed.
Once he completed the usual ritual of cleaning up and once more settling back into bed, he curled up. Feeling tired he was able to finally start slipping towards the rest he needed. Last thing he thought before finally slipping into the deep pool of sleep was that enough was enough, the time to claim her and make her his was at hand. Nothing, or no one, was going to stop him now.
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