Because some of you said you wanted it, I thought I'd try my hand at a lemon. Now, going along with that, I'm going to warn you now that it's probably going to be awkward. It's probably going to suck. And you'll probably hate me for this. And I looked back on the last chapter and just kinda whistled, like, "Holy shit, I actually wrote something this provocative."

So, let's go into the smutty sexy-time stuff.

Chapter 18: Y'all Are Sick

"Kagome-" he cautioned, but I barreled on ahead of him.

"I want to see how far I can push you," I whispered, reaching up to speak in his ear and pushing my chest in his face while doing so.

The air around me seemed to dissipate for the millisecond I was airborne; but as soon as I'd left Inuyasha's lap, I was on my back, caged in by my torture toy of the last sixty seconds.

"You don't want to know what my inner demon is telling me to do to you right now." He spoke with a ruggedly sultry quality that turned me on like a hose to a house fire.

"Tell me," I dared, feeling incredibly confident, and, well, daring. "Tell me."

"There's no turning back now," he whispered against my lips before devouring them.

The lingering fire in the pit of my gut instantly reared, sending my body soaring on pure instinct alone. My lips were starting to bruise from the constant pressure, but nothing as minuscule as small lacerations would stop me from reaching my goal.

That goal, you ask?

To make Inuyasha plead, and want, and beg.

Like a bitch.

MY bitch.

He lowered his body flush against mine, heavily placing himself between my thighs. My hands once again found their way up to my partner's ears, and the soft rubbing earned a low rumble and a hungrier kiss than before. I rolled my hips forward painfully slow and I throbbed, aching; I could tell Inuyasha felt the same by the way he stiffened above me.

I hadn't noticed his hands on my hips until his lips pulled away from mine for a few seconds as he stared at me, all of me, as if thinking what part of me he wanted to nibble, lick and devour next.

My neck caught his attention; I felt his hot tongue drawing circles on my skin, occasionally using his teeth to bite down lightly at the juncture of my shoulders and neck, all but making me moan. The noise came out as a high-pitched "Ahh," and only served as to simultaneously nurture both Inuyasha's ego and libido.

He made a path of open-mouthed kisses down my collar bone, down the center of my sternum, and Once he reached the hot pink obstacle on my chest, he stopped his ministrations and gave me a wicked grin.

"This has to go."

"DON'T YOU DARE RIP THAT-"

"Well, I suppose you have to walk back in something," his voice dropped an octave.

"If you can even walk afterwards." He sent chills down my spine, his hot mouth mumbled against my skin before sliding his hand under either side of the stretchy fabric and pulling it over my head, adding to the pile of clothes I'd started earlier.

"Hey, I'm pretty limber," I tried to hold back a moan that was clawing at the edges of my consciousness by making a witty remark. His hand cupped my right breast tentatively, then the right. He tweaked both of the pinkish peaks and the moan poured out of me before I could register that I'd made any noise.

"It's so sexy when you make noises like that," he murmured into the valley of my breasts.

That simple phrase turned the fire in my sex from medium to high heat. It also sparked a thought:

'Well, I'd adore hearing the same noises from you.'

Using my body weight and sheer surprise, I grabbed Inuyasha's shoulders and flipped us so that I was straddling him, hands now on his firm chest.

"Now," I began, surprising even myself with the sultry quality my voice held. "You're still fully dressed. Is that fair?" I pulled my hands back enough to slip underneath the hem of his top.

"Off. Now."

And off his shirt went.

My hands slowly traced his abdomen, feeling the toned muscles that lie underneath warm, tan skin. I bent my neck down to tickle his chest with my tongue, earning a groan. I grinned a bit, figuring that this would be quite enjoyable.

I made my way down his chest, eventually finding his gorgeous happy trail, and, finally, his belt.

With agonizing slowness, I undid the clasp, slid the belt from his pants, which now rode low on his hips, and worked on the button and zipper.

I ghosted over his skin, making him squirm a bit, and slid my thumbs into the waistband of his shorts.

"I hate these shorts."

And off went the shorts. Leaving only his boxers and the oddly large tent that stood inside. I was urged to grasp the tent, knowing full well what would result from Inuyasha thereafter.

So of course, as I'd learned from the adult videos I'd viewed in preparation for this day and all of the smutty fan fiction I've read, (ALL OF THE SMUTTY FAN FICTION!) I used my palm to gently rub the top of yhe bulge.

I thought that the mass in his boxers was hard when I had come in contact indirectly the first time, but after using my palm, it seemed impossibly hard, as well as longer than I thought earlier when I'd felt it with my ass.

I stopped only to tease the area just above the waistband of his boxers, and ever slowly hooked my thumbs in the fabric to pull it down, letting the manhood that dwell beneath spring free. I heard a few low, guttural moans escape Inuyasha as I started up a rhythm, pumping up and down with my fist, gripping tighter at the end and brushing my thumb over the tip. I began tepidly at first, then picked up when I felt his shaft throb beneath my hand, and the sounds from my lover's throat became more wanton and... needy. I looked at Inuyasha in the face, and found his eyes closed in what I thought to be one of the most erotic sights I'd ever seen.

I thought I'd never be giving someone a blow job, but you know, shit happens.

So, of course..

I lowered my head to his pulsating member and licked.

"Oh God, Kagome..."

I think I was doing pretty good for my first time giving actual head, alright?

Alright.

I bobbed my head increasingly faster and faster, taking in more and more of his length each time, his moans increasingly louder with each thrust of my head downward.

"Ahh- Kagome- I'm-"

Was all the warning I received before Inuyasha released his hot seed in my mouth.

Now, call me a quitter, but I wasn't about to swallow anything, thank you.

Nuh-uh.

I grabbed a tissue from the kleenex box on the nightstand (how convenient -_-) and spit out the odd, bitter substance and tossed it in the trash.

"Sorry," I heard a sheepish mumble.

Huh. Odd to be coming from the person that had me moaning not even minutes ago.

"Yeah, yeah, can it-"

Like that, I was pressed flush to the mattress again.

"Well," the sensual, horn-dog-Inuyasha was back again, "I guess I'll just have to make it up to you then, don't I?"

The fire was re-ignited in my heat and I was suddenly searing with animalistic lust.

"Bullshit," I spat. "Just do it."

"Are you sure?" he asked, a bit taken aback by my bluntness.

"Yes, I feel like I'm going to explode." I was almost whining, but I didn't exactly care at this point.

"Alright, then." He lowered his face to mine, our lips a hair's length away. "I'll make you mine, Kagome."

"Right now you're all bark and no bite, dog boy." I said this purposely, of course. By know, I know what gets him 'going'.

Inuyasha found my ear and whispered huskily before nibbling the lobe;

"Oh, I'll give you a bite."

I love the multiple meanings that phrase held.

I felt his hand slip into my shorts (SO GLAD I REMEMBERED TO WEAR DECENT PANTIES, SO GLAD), and he had slid them of before you could say "no".

(Not like I would, ever, but that's alright. )

Mindful of his claws, he snuck underneath the blue lace band of the florally-printed cotton and trailed further, making me whine all the while.

"Just-"

With out any warning, his hand was stroking my sex and giving me sensations of pleasure I'd never experienced before, so much so that it was overwhelming my senses and thoughts, turning my mind into mush as he rubbed me in the absolute rightest way.

"Oh, god," I moaned, arching into his continuously moving hand.

I heard a snicker, followed by the single dirtiest words anyone has ever said to me, at least an octave and a half lower than his normal register;

"Your face and moans are getting me

hard all over again, Kagome. Do you like what I'm doing to you? I think you do, because you're already dripping wet."

"Ahh," barely able to form coherent thoughts, I forced out, "Yes-Oh god, yes!" As he hit a sensitive spot somewhere inside me.

Faster, faster, harder, the red hot desire burning in my pit was driving me crazy, building higher and higher, and just when I thought it would release-

"Oh, no, no, not yet. I'm not finished with you yet," he teased as I crossed my legs in frustration.

He climbed fully on top of me, and spread my legs as to make enough room for him and his 'friend'.

"Are you really ready for this?" Inuyasha asked me, but I wasn't quite sure now that if I wanted to stop, he'd be able to even hear me let alone stop himself.

"Please, yes." I was absolutely positive that this would be the best sex ever (for now) when I whispered the last full sentence for the next twenty minutes.

"I need you."

Oh, god, the sensations that came with only his tip prodding my dampened entrance would've made a prostitute howl. It was almost too much, as he slid further, deeper, until I felt the skin of his thighs meet mine and he was fully buried inside me.

"Fuck, Kagome-"

"Holy- Yash-"

The first time, contrary to popular belief, wasn't as 'excruciatingly painful' as they make it out to be. It was actually just very foreign, albeit incredibly pleasing. Even more so when he pulled out almost all the way and then thrusted forward. Even more so when he repeated the action, and picked up the pace a little. Even more so when he did the same, but harder. And then harder, harder. The feelings only increased when I rolled my pelvis up to meet his, feeling him impossibly deep in me.

He continued to slam into me at an unbelievable pace (something I was attributing to his demon instincts)

, and various moans and groans and whines and pleas to deities were being thrown around the room to the point where I couldn't differentiate between who was screaming what.

I eventually felt an inevitable release approaching, and wrapped my arms around my demon-lover's neck and pulled our faces within fractions of an inch to each other.

"God, Inu, I'm so close-"

"I know-"

"We just-"

"Ahhh!"

Colors exploded behind my eyelids, and pleasure shot from my core to every single sweaty square inch of my body. My inner walls clamped down on Inuyasha's member, and the intense pleasure swept me under the rug and into jelly, and I soon felt Inuyasha's resitance give way as he gave a few final thrusts before dropping on top of me, yet holding himself up so as not to crush me.

"Uh.."

"Yeah, wow," he agreed.

After a minute or two, he pulled out (with a shudder due to lingering sensitivity from both of us) and began to collect our clothes from various spots in the room where we'd thrown them earlier.

"What, after only a half hour, and we just leave right after?" I teased.

"They'll be expecting us back soon, if Koga and Sess don't already know."

"They couldn't smell... 'that'.. from that distance, could they?"

Inuyasha chuckled, "Demon senses are incredible things, you know."

"Dude, tell me about it!" We whipped our heads to the back wall of the cabin, on the outside of which stood Koga who just yelled to us, and whoever he brought with him. "We figured we'd wait til you were done, but damn, who figured the mutt would last THAT long?"

"We?" I groaned.

"Inuyasha, you're my best mate, but I still don't know how I feel about you defiling my sister."

"MIROKU DAMNIT-"

"Don't worry, I won't tell mom."

Oh good, because THAT'S what I was really worried about right now.

At least we'd get all the teasing and questions done now.

Or just have more later.

Goddamnit.

"Oh, fuck me," I muttered.

("TOO LATE" thinks Inuyasha)

"TOO LATE!" Howled Koga and Miroku.

"At least he's getting some. What have you guys got?"

"SESSHOMARU, REALLY?"

"I wouldn't miss this for the world." I could hear the haughty chuckle in his words. Dick.

"Are we decent in there?" Footsteps sounded on the wrap around porch. "The last time I saw Kagome naked was when we took baths together ten years ago, and I'd like to keep it that way."

"My god," I said to no one in particular. My face couldn't have gotten any redder at this point, and I think I could say the same for my boyfriend who was currently sitting on the bed looking like a kid that got his hand stuck in a cookie jar.

Or, in this case, his best friend's sisters vagina.

Either way, so began the interrogations.

I literally love this ending. So much. Just the vagina thing.

ACen was amazing. If any of you went, then fuck yeah. If you didn't or don't know what ACen is, I'm genuinely sorry.

~Jimmies