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[Oneshot] Affirmation (InuYasha)
This is a backup version of an old KagomexInuYasha oneshot that I removed from livejournal as opposed to worrying about their policies. As said it's um, really old (almost four years >>), and I was hosting it on greatestjournal, but that's now kaput. Anyway, I'll be hosting it here. It is extremely tame and is a fade to black, but hey, who wants to take the risk? And to those who reviewed it on livejournal, I saved the html so did not lose your comments. :)

Title: Affirmation
Rating: R
Genre: Romance/Lime
Pairing: Kagome/InuYasha
Word Count: 2,749
Summary: He was already wondering why sex was made out to be some spectacular rite of passage, because the blood rushing to his head was causing him to feel more than a tad bit dizzy. A Kagome/InuYasha first-time fic.


He wasn’t sure how it had come to this. The green collared fuku top crumpled in his hands, his grip tightening on it as the snap of her topmost undergarment brought his attention back to her.

Had he held the fuku any tighter, he would have sworn the dye would begin to run from the layer of nervous sweat that covered his hands.

Golden eyes widening as they made out Kagome’s bare breasts, his cheeks flushed crimson for the umpteenth time that evening. And once again, his gaze fell upon the cloth of green.


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Green. InuYasha found his gaze falling upon the sailor collar beneath her chin, far too embarrassed to make eye contact with the girl.

“What do you mean by that, InuYasha?” Kagome blinked, confusion etched across her features.

“Well… we kiss a lot, we… ”

We sometimes sleep cuddled up with each other, we always hold hands in public, and we know how we feel about each other... Kagome finished in thought.

“We’ve been together for a while, right?” He finally managed to stumble out.

Sensing his anxiety, Kagome placed her hands in his, giving a comforting squeeze. “Yes, we have.”

Glancing down to his feet rapidly, InuYasha nodded, eyes reverting back to the emerald collar.

“So…” he began, voice almost a whisper, “What next?”

Deep down he knew what act of intimacy await a couple of their heavy romantic involvement. Well he knew what it was, but inexperience and naivete resulted in many of the details being beyond his knowledge.

Even knowing it, even though deep within his subconscious he wanted it, wanted to engage in this confirmation of his desire to be with her, he needed more than anything for her to want it as much as he did.

Gulping, Kagome’s cheeks pinked prettily. “Do you want that, InuYasha?”

Finding his feet incredibly fascinating, he gave the lightest of nods. “Do you…?”

Brushing her fingers across his cheek, Kagome leaned in for a soft kiss. “Yes, as long as I know it’s what you want.”


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How it had occurred wasn’t an issue anymore, not when the shy hanyou most certainly felt he was past the point of no return.

The fuku top had been laid to the side; he still found himself glancing sideways at it from time to time.

Cautiously, Kagome moved forward and met his lips with a feather light kiss, then slid her hand across his shoulders to remove his white haori.

Noticing his nervous gesture of glancing back and forth from her removed clothing, Kagome bit her lip.

“InuYasha… if you’re not ready we don’t have to…” She shifted the haori shut, but stopped when she felt the boy’s hand upon her wrist.

“Do you… want me to put that back on?” She pointed to her shirt.

Tightening his grip on her hand, InuYasha shook his head vehemently. “No… don’t.”

He was already wondering why sex was made out to be some spectacular rite of passage, because the blood rushing to his head was causing him to feel more than a tad bit dizzy.

“All right,” she slipped her hands back beneath his haori and began to slowly remove it. His fire-rat lay on the other side of the hut, having been discarded shortly after their entrance.


Kagome felt a content smile cross her features as the white clothing slipped off his shoulders, her hands remaining on his side. She took a deep breath to calm her own nerves before sliding her hands down towards the tie of his hakama.

However, her actions came to a halt when she noticed him once again looking away. “InuYasha?”

He was snapped back to her attention, blushing and making a sound of extreme embarrassment in the back of his throat when he noticed the position of her hands.

Reaching up, she clasped his hands in hers. “Would you rather do it yourself?” She intoned softly.

InuYasha slipped his fingers down to the tie and clutched it, his hands mildly shaking.

Kagome’s eyes grew concerned, “InuYasha… if you’re really that scared…”

Her words were cut off when she felt him sharply seize her hands and place them once again at the tie to his hakama.

“You want me too…?”

He nodded. I’m not sure I’m able to Kagome…

Kagome smiled warmly and brought her lips up to his ear as her hands unwound the tie.

“I’m scared too,” she whispered honestly into it. “It’s all right to be nervous.”

The tension far from disappeared, but Kagome breathed a sigh of relief when she felt his movements relax a bit.

Kagome had finished untying the hakama, and they lay loose around his waist.

Glancing down, InuYasha’s eyes widened frantically. He found his gaze resting once more upon the fuku, as if asking one more time.

“Yes InuYasha, I’m ready if you are…” Kagome assured, understanding his unspoken inquiry.

Question answered, he still didn’t glance back. What the fuck do I do now? He growled to himself.

Kagome closed her eyes in thought. One thing that she could never forget; not only could her InuYasha be painfully insecure and painfully shy, but he could also be painfully naïve.

“I want to but…” his mouth closed and he gulped, trying to restore moisture to its dry-caked interior.

“What next?” She finished his unsaid question.

Déjà vu flickered across his amber eyes, and just like the time he’d asked that question of her before he found his stare stumbling towards her collarbone, not able to meet her eyes.

Blushing, Kagome positioned her fingers on the lip of her underpants. “Do you… want to?” She inquired, voice nary more than whisper.

Lifting his gaze to her, InuYasha’s eyes widened. Kagome… she sat before him clad only in her barely there undergarment.

Her legs lay before her, one crossed in front of the other. Her raven hair fell softly over her shoulders, hiding her exposed breasts from view. Above her pink stained cheeks … were her eyes. As always they were blue grey, sparkling with life and love. But this time he saw something else hidden within their depths.

It was difficult for the boy to pinpoint, having never seen that feeling within his Kagome’s gaze before. He wondered if his amber eyes held the same wanton expression.

She wants to do this… and you… you want it too.

He thought they may have.

Moving forward, InuYasha looked away one more time. Carefully, he placed his hands upon her hips and began to move them down.

“I’m glad…”

Her words snapped him from concentration, and startled, his claws lightly pricked the skin on her hip. Kagome didn’t even register the mild sting before InuYasha leapt away from her, aghast at his unintentional action.

“InuYasha?”

“Shit… SHIT!” He smacked his palm on the ground. “I’m so sorry, Kagome.”

Kagome creased her brow and glanced down to her side.

“It didn’t even leave a mark InuYasha… anyone could have done that, claws or no,” she reassured.

InuYasha shook his head vehemently, unconvinced. “Oi… but what about,” he paused for a moment to once again engage in his nervous habit of glancing away from her. Looking back, he pointed a finger towards the area between her legs.

Both Miko and Hanyou blushed.

That’s right, Kagome pondered, it’s a lot more delicate down there than on my hips. Poor InuYasha, he’s already so afraid.

Taking a deep breath to compose herself, she grasped InuYasha’s hands. With all the genuine confidence she held, she ran his claws over her fingers.

“I trust you,” she said soothingly, “I trust all of you.”

There were many occasions in the time they’d shared together that InuYasha had found himself so riveted by her expressions and words towards him that he’d been rendered speechless. However, combined with the unfamiliar emotions that were coursing through his body at the moment, it made the words even more difficult to process.

Ignoring the fact that she was unclad, InuYasha reached forward and wrapped his arms around her in an impulsive embrace.

Contact.

Not just the fluttering of fingers across his chest, or the feather light kisses upon his lips, this was more than anything that had occurred as of yet. And he hadn’t even intended to do it.

Kagome’s bare breasts pressed into InuYasha’s chest, softness against firm lean muscles.

Kagome… He stroked his fingers across the small of her back. Cautiously, his hands inched downwards to the elastic band that held up her underwear.

And once again his hands began to shake.

Now or never, he told himself.

Golden eyes closing, he slipped his fingers underneath the band.

And froze.

Noticing his dilemma, Kagome moved her hands down to assist him in the action. Leaning up, she caught InuYasha’s lips in an unexpected but gentle kiss as she aided him in sliding off her panties. She was pleased to see that her distraction worked well to ease him into completing the task at hand.

Kicking off the underwear beneath her feet, Kagome and InuYasha both flushed crimson at what they’d just accomplished. Meekly, the teenage girl moved her hands over her chest as she felt his shy gaze upon her nude form.

“S-sorry…” He mumbled, flustered and looking away in the direction of the her discarded fuku, insecurity gaining the best of him.

Kagome cleared her throat, fighting her own nerves. “InuYasha, stop looking at my fuku and look at me,” she coaxed.

He did so.

Although it had been done subconsciously, InuYasha had Kagome memorized: the fall of her hair, the shade of her eyes, the shape of her body. Now he was being revealed hidden secrets he’d never had the opportunity to commit to memory.

On her side was a tiny scar, just a slash within the skin. InuYasha assumed that was where the Shikon no Tama had exited her body. Above her belly button was a pale brown spot that he understood to be a birthmark.

What else did he not know about his Kagome?

He wanted to find out, everything. However, now that she’d exposed herself to him he felt it only fair that he do the same in turn.

“InuYasha…?” She questioned his silence.

He didn’t reply, instead making a noise in the back of his throat as he gestured to the untied hakama that were rung around his waist.

Flushing pink, Kagome nodded and helped him slide them off, placing her cheek on his chest as she did so.

After the hakama were discarded as a large pile of red beneath them, Kagome’s cheeks darkened as she took in the attractive teenage boy before her.

Clad only in his... Fundoushi?! Kagome’s expression quickly turned to one of confusion. Of course he’d be wearing those. I guess I just never thought about what kind of underwear InuYasha would wear…

Panicking, InuYasha boy scooted back. “Is… something wrong?” Shit, shit, shit. She probably saw something she didn’t like…

Kagome let out a mild laugh. “No, no… it’s just. Well I’m going to need you to help me as well.”

“Eh?”

“In my era that’s not the kind of underwear men wear, so I don’t know how yours come off,” she replied, embarrassed.

“Oi, how do you know how other men’s underwear comes off?” He grumbled.

Kagome let out another peal of laughter. “They work the same as a woman’s does in my era. That’s how I know, plus I used to help Souta when he was younger.”

Blinking, InuYasha crossed his arms. “Keh.”

She beamed, pleased to see this lighthearted banter interrupt the nerve-wracking intercourse they were attempting.

“It’s like this,” InuYasha explained, the exchange having erased some of his anxiety. Slowly, so she’d see how he was doing it, he began to remove the fundoshi.

Kagome watched, both curious and nervous for what was about to be exposed to her.

More often than not, InuYasha barely registered the fact that he and Kagome were not of the same time. They conversed and interacted in a way that was healthier than most couples, and when he visited her era, he just thought of it as ‘Going to Kagome’s home.’

It was times like this that brought it back to the Hanyou’s attention however. Although in the past it had made him feel uncomfortable, leaving him with the uneasy feeling that someday time may interfere with their sojourning; now he felt no such fear. Kagome will never leave me, and that gave him more confidence than anything else could.

Distracting himself with thought had made removing his undergarments an easier than anticipated task. With a quick glance to the green fuku, he tossed them aside and focused his gaze on Kagome.

Her blue eyes widened as she surveyed the sight before her. She’d seen him nude once before, long before even the defeat of Naraku. However, the momentary glance she’d gained while being angry at his actions may as well have never had occurred.

InuYasha had just been InuYasha to her. The boy she’d come to love, but those feelings were based purely on an emotional bond. Now with said boy before her, golden eyes wide, silver hair falling about him, lean figure in a sitting position, she simply could not deny.

InuYasha really is very handsome…

“Do you… want to lay down now?” Kagome asked tentatively.

Making a noise in the back of his throat, he nodded. After a moment’s thought, he snatched up the discarded hakama and laid it as a make-shift blanket beneath them.

InuYasha smiled timidly, gaining an encouraging one from Kagome in return as he placed his hand behind her neck and laid her down upon the hakama.

“InuYasha…” she gazed up breathlessly, noticing the concern pooling in his amber eyes. “Don’t worry, everything will be okay.”

“I… will it hurt you?” he queried, voice low.

Compassion overcoming her, Kagome reached and placed her hand upon his face, running her fingers down his cheek.

“I can’t guarantee that it won’t, but if it does it’s not your fault.”

“But!”

“It won’t have anything to do with the fact that you have claws, or anything like that. It’s just something that happens to every girl when she does this, especially the first time.”

“Then why?” He argued once more.

Placing a gentle kiss upon his lips, she smiled. “InuYasha, I want this.”

“Kagome…” the simple utterance of that most beloved name was all he could muster. In any other situation, the very idea of even the mildest of pain inflicted upon her would cause him to back out immediately. But, down to the deepest core of his being, he knew that in this situation that would not be the case. “I want it too…”

Taking his hands within hers, she nodded from beneath him. “I know you’ll be careful. I trust you with every part of myself.”

Noticing that she’d spread her legs slightly, he gave one final glance to the discarded fuku.

Her hands still holding his, he carefully moved his clawed fingers down to the one place he’d never ventured before on the woman he loved.

I can do this, we both want this. No, perhaps I even need it.

Kagome…

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There was a calm serenity to the first light of morning that spread its pastel hues across sengoku jidai. The minimal amount of light snuck its way into the hut a certain Miko and Hanyou were sharing and had utilized as a place to affirm their feelings.

A pair of golden eyes slid open at the appearance of light, and InuYasha yawned. There were two things lying above him. One was the fire-rat coat that was his constant attire, now being employed as a blanket. The second was a certain sleeping young woman.

Kagome…

There had been pain, there had been frustration, and there had been apologies and forgiveness.

But there had been joy, there have been satisfaction, and there had been sincere expressions of emotion.

He had some time left until sunrise and had more than enough sleep yet to procure.

But for this fleeting lapse of consciousness, he relished it. This most peaceful and perfect moment he shared with her.

Eyes surveying the hut they inhabited, his gaze fell upon Kagome’s green collared school fuku.

He’d forgotten it was even there.