Inuyasha growled low in his chest appreciatively as he half closed his eyes.
However, her rubbing his ears didn't stop the overwhelming joy at her words from bubbling over in his heart.
She told him she loved him before. Before this last year or so, she used to tell him that all the time, every day.
But those same words here, now, held a completely different meaning for both of them.
And it was wonderful.
He lowered his lips back down to hers, kissing her softly as he ran his free hand up her side, caressing the curves of her body.
The spark of arousal was instantaneous and powerful.
He wasn't sure exactly where this had come from so suddenly, but he wasn't about to question it. Having her here, in his arms, was all he ever wanted. She was the center of his world and making her happy was what he lived to do, what he was created to do.
It should have felt weird, should have been odd, but letting him stroke her skin as he lifted her shirt over her head was so natural, so easy, she wondered why she had never done it before.
Kagome knew his body as well as, if not better than, her own. However, after taking off his shirt, it was still exciting and a bit of adventure to run her fingers down the steel like muscles that jumped just a bit at the touch of her skin on his.
Over head, a gull called and a wave at their feet reached up high enough to splash against their shins.
But both of them were so absorbed in the other, they neither noticed or cared.
Inuyasha felt himself overwhelmed by the feelings flowing through his body. Since his creation, he had had a few moments when he thought that life just couldn't get any better. A few of those had just been being able to wake up with his arms around Kagome, his head on her belly, listing to the flow of blood and beat of her heart. There was no scent quite like hers and it could calm even his most dark of moods.
However, he had not as yet experienced physical pleasure.
His hands, to his dismay, became a little shaky. He tried to stop them, tried to look competent and sure.
But he just couldn't stop the sudden rush of insecurity.
Sango told him that women liked knowing their partner knew what they were doing, but the simple fact was, he didn't. He wanted to please her, he just didn't know how.
As if she could sense where his thoughts had gone, or maybe she just felt his shaky hands, Kagome stopped kissing him, took his hands in hers, and kissed his finger tips.
"Don't be so nervous." she smiled at him.
"I just..." he hesitated. He really would rather not tell her he had no idea what he was doing.
But he really didn't need to.
"Calm down." she cradled his hands to her chest. "Let me teach you."
She lifted a hand and applied a little bit of pressure to his shoulder. Inuyasha couldn't be moved by her if she tried, however, he gave her what she wanted and followed the push so that he rolled over. She followed him and ended up straddling his waist.
He looked up at her.
The sun was behind her, creating a halo of light that surrounded her, like she was angel created just for him come down from the heavens to bring light and love into his life.
Inuyasha's eyes never strayed from her as Kagome began swaying slightly to the music of the beach. She reached behind her and unhooked her bra.
She was no virgin, she had had sex with a man before. That didn't stop her hands from shaking just a bit too.
The fact was that this was going to be nothing like sleeping with any regular old guy.
Making love with a man you loved never was.
And the cold truth of it was, she was nervous.
Inuyasha was, in her eyes, perfection. The culmination of everything she had ever striven for. How exactly did you go about loving a man like that?
Slowly and carefully, she decided as she tossed the garment away.
"Like this." she whispered, words that almost blew away on the breeze.
Moving so as not to frighten him, she reached down and took his hands back in hers. Then she lifted them up and placed them on her chest.
The look in his eyes was so intense Kagome was sure she was about to melt under their gaze.
For a moment, he didn't move. His hands on her bare skin, kept there by her own hands.
Then, he did move.
He flicked one thumb gently across the peak of her breast.
Inuyasha watched carefully as the movement made Kagome bite her bottom lip. He did it again with the other hands and was rewarded with a deep intake of breath as she tilted her head back a bit and let her eyes close.
She was giving him permission to do as he wished, learn as he moved.
And Inuyasha considered himself a great student.
As he began caressing the sensitive flesh, her hands slowly dropped away, her chest pushing into his grasp.
Moving just as carefully as she had, waiting for her to, at any moment, stop him, he released her breasts. One hand traveled down her waist, around her back, and held her still as the other pushed his torso up.
He remembered his lessons, Sango's, Myoga's, and online's, as he sucked one nipple into his mouth and began playing with the erect nub with deft flicks of his tongue.
Without noticing it, Kagome began moving her hips, grinding against the bulge in his pants. The movement caused a deeper rumble of appreciation in Inuyasha's chest. Then her hands were back in his hair, back to rubbing his ears. The movement both relaxed and tensed his muscles. It made him crave more, need more.
He switched his attention to her other breast, not one to neglect any part of his beloved's happiness.
She moaned his name, softly, almost unheard. But it lit a fire in his belly that was unlike anything he had ever felt before.
His love for this woman made his heart soar, his stomach swoop, and his entire mind giddy with joy.
Being sure he didn't move too fast so he didn't alarm or hurt her, Inuyasha lifted her a bit and turned them again so she was laying flat on her back.
He kissed his way up her chest, across her collar bone, pausing to take a deep breath of her scent at the curve of her neck, before tracing her jawline with his lips and finally returning to hers.
They kissed like they would never get to again, enjoying every sensation, every moment, and drawing it out as long as possible.
Kagome paused for air first, and when she did, Inuyasha kissed his way back down. He stopped to kiss the curvature of her breasts, before continuing down the flat expanse of her belly. He lingered around her belly button, letting his tongue lap around the edges.
Kagome had no idea that area was so sensitive, she thought as her back arched a bit. Inuyasha took that opportunity to run his fingers up the valley of her back, worshiping each area of skin he could find.
With each move, he took note of what spiked the scent of arousal coming from her body. Every time her muscles bunched or jumped, he repeated what he had just done to see what caused it.
Her knees bent of their own volition, trapping his body between her legs as her hands buried themselves in his hair. She was trying to keep applying that delicious touch to his ears.
But Inuyasha didn't really care for his own satisfaction at the moment.
All that mattered, all that ever mattered, was the woman who mewed, twisted, and gasped at his touch.
He had never done this before, but he was a fast learner.
When he was done with her belly, he had as much time as he wanted to learn more later, he started to creep later.
Kagome stopped him this time with her hands grabbing his shoulders.
He looked up curiously, wondering why she hesitated. Was this something he wasn't supposed to do? He had thought it felt really good.
"Later." she explained, pulling gently. He followed the direction of her hands, allowing her to pull him back up her body.
She pressed his lips back to hers, this time letting her hands move around his body.
He kept his own in the sand, keeping the majority of his weight off of her as he let her explore to her hearts content.
She knew it well, that didn't mean she didn't enjoy it.
Each ridge, every bulge was everything she had ever imagined it could be. And still it was amazing, almost a surprise, to feel the living muscle react to her fingers.
Then she came up a scar, a mass of torn and healed flesh, on his side.
"What's this?" she couldn't help but ask as she ran her hands over it. There had been no scar on his perfect body the last time she had seen it, and the bullet that had hit him so long ago left no such mark.
"Knife fight." he explained. "Initiation into a gang I joined at one point. Their fists didn't really do much damage so they picked up weapons instead."
"You were in a gang?" Kagome looked up at him in horror.
"I got out." he said in his own defense. "Besides, everything healed in less than an hour."
"Inuyasha..." she started.
"Do you really want to have this conversation now?" he cut her off gently before she could get started. To remind her, as if she could forget, he pushed his hips into the valley of her thighs.
Kagome moaned a bit and said again, "Later."
"Later." he agreed with her as he went back to kissing her. She tasted like milk and honey, pure and sweet. Their tongues danced together as he removed their jeans without looking. He pushed their pants and underwear off without once breaking contact with her mouth.
Then their bodies were finally bare to each other, warmth poured between them as skin brushed against skin, flesh pressed against flesh.
She wrapped on leg around his, silently urging him forward as her fingers traced the rock hard contours of his back.
Inuyasha took her head in his hands, stopped kissing her and leaned back just enough so he could look her in the eye.
And he watched the ecstasy come into her face as he pushed forward, piercing her body with his and wrapping himself in liquid heat.
Without conscious thought, he began rocking his hips, seeking that higher pleasure he instinctively knew lay just beyond this.
Her body moved in time with his, matching his rhythm and pace.
The tide splashed up against them, wetting their bodies but even the fresh ocean couldn't cool the heat that lit them up.
Inuyasha trailed one hand down her body, grasping as her leg, giving himself a sort of lever, pushing inside her deeper. The long, deep strokes had Kagome moaning and digging her nails into his back.
He groaned, but more from the pleasure at joining his body with hers than any pain he didn't even feel from her nails.
Their bodies, made for each other, knew this dance. A dance as old as time, beautiful and sensual.
Exotic yet familiar.
Hidden but known to all the world.
Like the waves that lapped at their legs, the peak came to them.
All at once, almost without warning, Kagome's body spasmed, her back arched clear from the sand, and all the breath left her in a rush as her climax overtook her senses.
Her core rippled around Inuyasha, urging him on.
He didn't last much longer, a few strokes later and he was there.
His mind blanked, his muscles tensed, and he froze above her.
The sweet meeting of bodies, melding of souls, and joining hearts had them trapped in a bubble in which the entire world melted away.
At that moment, nothing mattered.
At that moment, there was nothing to worry about.
For that one moment, the world was perfect.