Disclaimer: Nope, not mine.
A/N: Okay, so here's a piece of work I submitted to LJ's iyfic_contest community for their First Kiss Theme.
Enjoy~
Summary: What Kagome thought it would be, isn't always as she expected…
She always thought that perhaps… It would be gentle, a soft, languid encounter. The lightest of pressures against each other, the innocent touch eliciting quiet sighs of pleasure. They'd blush for sure, but it would be sweet…
Or maybe it would be wild. A passionate fervor slightly edged with desperation. Hungry and filled with longing…
Whatever it was… it would be theirs.
But never ever in her wildest dreams had she imagined this…
"Bring that girl's body to me!"
A guttural scream rang in her ears, and she gasped as the sharp claws pierced into her skin, cutting deeply into her shoulders. Her hands fisted in the fire-rat fur as she winced, bracing herself against his body in pain.
What can I do? What can I do to stop him…?
She could feel the muscles underneath her fingertips convulse and twist, and she knew that he was fighting: fighting against the spell. And that meant everything to her as she looked up into his blank blood red eyes; something in her heart breaking as she watched his pained grimace, his elongated fangs bared as his head shook back and forth.
Because she knew that he didn't want this either.
He didn't want to be a blood-lusting, mindless machine.
He didn't want to become the pureblood youkai that he had wished for so much before.
He didn't want the power anymore.
He wanted… He wanted…
The idea never came to her; it was more like an undeniable force compelling her forward, urging her on as she pushed herself up. The cuts where the claws were digging into her arms burned even more as she moved, but Kagome hardly noticed, continuing on with her endeavor, uncertain of what she would do. His tear-blurred face loomed closer and closer, and Inuyasha almost seemed to pause for a second as she reached his eye level. He stood there, his whole body shaking, agonized growls hissed between clenched teeth.
Gods, how could she help him?
Then of their own accord, her eyelids seemed to flutter close, and the next sensation she was aware of was the warmth on her lips.
Inuyasha…
A hot wetness coursed down her cheeks, but she barely paid any attention to it, concentrating her all into pressing herself desperately to him.
We want to be together… don't we?
It seemed like an eternity in which there was no response, but Kagome only clutched his haori all the tighter, more tears falling than ever before.
Gods, please, please, please…
Please…
Then an echo of a thought seemed to resonate throughout her mind...
Ka…gome…
The responding sweet press of warmth against her lips was so gentle, so careful that it was as if he were afraid of breaking her. It was so different, so opposite from the brash strength and protection his arms held, holding her up, now no longer clutching her but tenderly embracing her. His bangs brushed hers, their hair of silver and ebony tangling with each other, her arms relaxing as the hanyou she knew came back to her.
It may not have been something she thought her first kiss would be.
But it was perfect in every single way.
Word Count: 530