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Well this is secluded enough.
Kagome looked around, the small hot spring was well shrouded by the forest. A small break in the tall grasses and foliage was enough space to lay out her towel and set down her backpack. Her quiver and bow were also beside her. With no one to play guard she knew by now to be ready for anything. She couldn’t take it though. She needed some relief.
As a preteen Kagome didn’t ever touch herself, at home or the feudal era. But she was 19 now. Typically, she went home periodically and found her satisfaction in her own room, she had never done this on this side of the well. But they had been pursuing a demon for close to 3 weeks now with no breaks, and they weren’t the only ones. As with the Birds of Paradise, the demon wolf tribe was also warring with this demon.
At first to get in the mood she thought of Inuyasha, but not anymore. Not after he chose Kikyo and made it clear he could never be with her since she was essentially the generic brand Kikyo in his eyes (that’s what it felt like when he told her anyway).
There were plenty of other gorgeous, powerful men and women to think about in this era. One in particular who they would surely be encountering any day now, since they realized they should join forces with his tribe once again.
The excitement overwhelmed Kagome. His grand proclamations of love all those years ago. But his gestures always went unreciprocated due to Inuyasha. It made Kagome wonder if she was to see him again now, would he still have that possessiveness and lust for her?
She noted the location of the spring when they passed it on the way to make camp. It was maybe an hour to nightfall when she gave notice to her friends. Sango and Miroku nodded and smiled, and Inuyasha let out a huff. While she was not sure how Koga’s emotions had changed in the years that had passed, it was clear Inuyasha’s dislike for him had not lost any of it’s fire.
At her expression of excitement of seeing Koga and his tribe again Inuyasha mocked her in front of anyone, saying she missed her “wolf-boy kidnapper boyfriend”. Kagome didn’t even justify him with a response, aside from her favorite little phrase. Inuyasha hadn’t said a word after that, just humpfs and grunts, lest he get another mouthful of dirt.
So, she knew Inuyasha wouldn’t be following her and Shippo didn’t accompany them on this journey, which gave her a window for her new favorite hobby. She undressed until she sat in just her bikini top and thin sleep shorts. She splayed her body over the towel and stretched her legs so they dipped in the water a bit. A warm feeling spread over her already flushed body, which was just a little sticky from the summer heat.
She tried to conjure her best memories of Koga. She remembered his legs first. They once held the shards of the Shikon jewel that made him so incredibly fast. His strong, tanned legs were clear in her mind. He had a boyish charm, despite his age which was likely twice Inuyasha’s age or more. She also remembered his muscular arms wrapped encompassing her petite frame as he carried her when they had battled the Birds of Paradise.
Yes, he was definitely beautiful, though at that time she only had eyes for a certain hanyou. It was only lately that she really appreciated Koga. He was probably the most attractive man to ever show her any interest. Even without the shards he was still massively powerful, strong and brave.
Becoming lost in her own sensual daydreams, Kagome’s fingers began their familiar exploration of her body, only it was Koga she saw behind her eyelids. His clawed fingers running trails up the skin of her waist and down the insides of her thighs. Her exploration came to her breasts and giving a little squeeze of her nipple at the thought of what exactly a demon tongue could do.
An unexpected gasp escaped her.
Wow I’m even more keyed up than I thought.
She was getting good at this imagination thing. In an effort to keep the fantasy tangible in her mind, she again searched her memory for those piercing blue eyes. She could never forget those. She felt a certain softness envelop her, the sweet feeling of nostalgia. She relaxed into the towel and her own touch as she let out a sigh and with it, her dream lover’s name left her lips.
What she didn’t expect was a reply.
“I missed you too, my dear Kagome”