#in my world fog lights are fangies

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The sound of ripping fabric filled the air - echoing off of the trees around them and disturbing the silence. It pulled at her, drawing her through the fog as she attempted to focus on the world around her. It was dark out. That was obvious...as was the fact that there was a full moon. As was the fact that she was alone with Inuyasha - their camp and their friends some distance away. 

What she couldn’t understand was - what was going on? 

Things were...fuzzy. Not quite blurry, but not sharp, either. It was almost as if she could see, but not. It reminded her of an ocular migraine. You could see the world around you, but nothing really made any sense, and it hurt to look at it. 

Then, she decided she didn’t care about that...not when she felt clawed hands pushing her (apparently) ripped open shirt down her shoulders before a pair of lips pulled her nipple into a fangy mouth.��

Inuyasha…

What was he doing?

Her breath caught in her throat as his tongue passed over her nipple, his hand coming up to mold her other breast in his palm. 

Oh...Oh my god!

This...What...What had come over him!

Not that she was complaining. Not really...Not when she had dreamed about this for years. Fantasized about this very thing. She had always wondered what it would be like to have him touch her like this. To have him worship her breasts as he so clearly was now. He pulled away from her sensitive flesh, blowing hot air across her nipple and she felt it bead up under his ministrations. He gave it a long, slow lick from top to bottom, and she felt a mewl claw its way from her throat. 

“Yes,” she gasped, her breathy words eliciting a pleased growl from her partner. 

“Good Bitch,” he rumbled against her flesh, a fang circling her areola before drawing a line up the center. 

That didn’t sound like Inuyasha…

His voice was too rough...and his words...his words were wrong. Inuyasha would never call her a bitch unless…

Ruby red eyes flicked up to meet her cerulean ones, and she knew in that moment that she was not dealing with her hanyou. 

Oh no. He was gone for now. 

She was dealing with his Youkai. 

“More, Inuyasha...Please...I need more,” she found herself pleading, uncertain why she had said that. It was clear he already had that in mind. She was standing before him, breasts bared to him, his lips and fangs and fingers caressing her…

He chuckled throatily, his fangs glinting in the moonlight before lips descended upon her, pulling her other nipple into his mouth. His teeth scraped against it, and her hips pushed back against the tree she was pinned to, trying to urge him to take more of her into his mouth. When he pulled away from her, however, it became clear that he wasn’t going to let her have even a modicum of control in this. 

She could feel a shiver of delight run down her spine at the thought. 

Inuyasha was going to ravage her. 

Oh my god. 

The man of her dreams...the love of her life...he was going to take her. Right here. Right now...against this tree. She could feel heat pooling in her belly at the realization.

He slowly blazed a burning trail up her breasts to the crook of her neck, her skin slick with his saliva as his tongue swept across her flesh. She felt her hands move up his chest, fisting his robes to pull him closer as he nipped at her, pushing her further into the tree at her back. Kagome felt her fingers worm their way into his robs, somehow parting them and managing to push all the layers apart. 

“Eager Bitch,” he rumbled into her neck, giving her a firm, reprimanding nip. “Bitch behave.”

“Bitch want cock,” she shot back, her words pleasing him, and startling her. That didn’t sound like her...she never said things like that...What was wrong with her?

“Good bitch will get cock,” he soothed, his gravelly voice sending shivers down her spine even as she wondered what was going on with her.  “Bitch behave,” he chastised with another nip before his eyes met hers. He wanted her to watch. Watch him shred the remainder of her shirt. She felt the scraps of useless fabric pried away from her body as he removed them, tossing them inconsequentially to the side, all while keeping her gaze. His message was clear. 

He wanted to be alpha. 

Wanted complete control. 

Wanted to dominate her. 

The thought only made her wetter. 

“Good bitch,” he purred thickly, stepping back to admire his work before deciding that she was still too dressed. 

He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her pants, his elongated claws scraping against her hips in the most delicious ways. She had to stop herself from actively shivering in delight at the sensation...But she didn’t stop herself from moaning when he continued his mission. The sound of fabric ripping echoed off of the trees once more as he drew his claws through the ties. She felt the fabric loosen and go limp around her hips, the slightest push of his fingers encouraging the fabric to pool around her feet. 

He smirked. 

Watched her skin pebble even though she wasn’t cold. The night was hot. Not sticky, but hot...but the way he drew his eyes up her body...It made her skin tingle and tighten in excitement. He liked what he saw...and she wanted him to do more than just look. 

She felt her hands leave her sides to remove his shirts, and this time he didn’t fight her. He was too captivated by the sway of her breasts and the shape of her now bared sex. She could have done anything to him and he wouldn’t have noticed, she mused. The heavy fabric fell to the floor, his hakama now sitting low on his hips. 

It was almost as if his erection were the only thing helping to keep them in place, and the hot thrumming in her veins only intensified at that thought. She wanted to see it. Feel it. Taste it. 

She tried to reach out to him to at least pull him into her arms, but they stayed planted firmly at her sides. That was...Unusual, but she didn’t dwell on it. Not when his lips and tongue and fingers were all over her body all at once. 

His breath was hot against her slick skin, making her lean her head back and moan as he once again worked across her breasts. His palm absently ran up and down the other, her hard nipple scraping against his flesh as he slowly committed every dip and swell to memory. 

His fangs scraped against her hardened peak once more, and this time she cried out when he nipped it. A sharp jolt pulsed through her core in response, and he chuckled at her reaction. 

“Bitch smells good,” he informed her smugly. “Bitch likes.”

“Bitch wants more,” she replied. “Fuck your bitch.”

This wasn’t...Why…?

She stopped thinking as his fingers left the breast he was palming, and instead slowly ghosted a path southward. He skimmed her skin...his touch so light and surprisingly gently...it almost tickled. It would have if she wasn’t already burning, her core quivering, desperate for even the smallest morsel of attention. The briefest rub of a knuckle... 

Something. Anything. 

Kagome felt Inuyasha’s fingers tease the curls covering her sex, his claws brushing through them as if he were admiring their texture. The feel of them passing over his fingers...It was loving. Endearing. Fucking teasing and she needed him to do more.

She whimpered her displeasure, but he only chuckled in response.  

“Bitch needs patience,” he replied, his tongue kissing his teeth as he chastised her. “Soon, bitch,” he reassured, his fingers reaching for her lips. She felt one on each as his claws lightly scraped up and down them, continuing to tease her and she wanted to scream. 

Wanted to kiss him. 

She tried to wrap her hands around his neck, but she found them elsewhere instead - toying with the ties of his hakama as she tried to undo it. That wasn’t right...Well...yes. She wanted him out of his pants, sure, but she wanted to kiss him…

What was going on with her?

“Fuck your bitch,” she repeated, and he began to emit a low rumbling from his chest in response. 

“Soon,” he repeated horsely, dropping to his knees and spreading hers apart. “Not ready,” he cooed before his face disappeared between her thighs and she cried out violently. He nipped at her lips before running his tongue up and down them. A pleased moan escaped his throat, and she found her hands on his shoulders as she tried to keep her eyes open and watch him. There wasn’t much to watch however. All of the action was happening outside of her line of vision...so she resigned herself to just feeling. 

He tongue probed her opening, slipping inside and swirling around her. It felt good. Weird. So, very, very pleasurable. 

“Inuyasha,” she breathed, her hands clenching around his shoulders. She could feel her nails digging into his skin, and if he were human, she knew she would be bruising him...maybe even breaking his skin and drawing his blood. He wasn’t, however, and the pain she was sure she was inflicting on him only seemed to spur him on. 

His treatment of her heat only intensified. Became rougher. 

She felt his lips and tongue attack her clit with a vigor she had never known was possible. She was trembling, his name spilling from her lips in cracked, broken syllables. Kagome felt his fang tease her sensitive nub, and she screamed. Not from pain...or at least she didn’t think it was pain. It was a pleasure that was so intense it was almost borderline pain.

She needed him to do it again. Found herself begging him to do it again. 

He obeyed, and her thighs trembled around his head. 

“More,” she begged again, but this time he chose to ignore her in favor of simply suckling at her overly sensitive skin. A knuckle pushed into her and her knees gave out in response. It was too much. It was all too much. She needed more and less and she was dying and living and everything was burning and she needed...Fuck! What did she need?

Him. 

She needed him.

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