Dreams Are Not Enough

Another fanart piece for Knittingknots for her fanfic 'Yesterday's Tomorrows', chapter 2.  Inuyasha and Kagome are sitting by the fire in Inu's small hut alone and are getting reaquainted. Inu is sitting behind Kagome with her back leaning against his chest, and this is how it plays out:

(excerpt from her fanfic, chapter 2 Union)

“InuYasha,” she murmured. His arms around her waist swathed her in his sleeves, and his arched legs framed hers. Breathing deep, she let his woodsy scent wash over her, and felt the comfort of the touch of his youki cover them like a blanket. “I’ve missed you holding me,” she said, relaxing against him.

For a moment, they sat quietly and watched the fire. Then Kagome moved her left hand over one of his.“I’ve dreamed of being with you like this,” she said. “Sometimes, I would daydream about how I would get you somewhere all alone - maybe I’d fall into icy water or a winter storm and you’d have to take care of me, take my wet things off and get me warm.” She laughed a little.

InuYasha pulled her a little closer. “I dreamed about you, too.” He nuzzled the side of her face, his breath teasing the shell of her ear and she shivered. “Alone at night with no monk or Kitsune or slayer, just me and you sitting by the fire or by a hot spring under the full moon, me with my arms wrapped around you.” He swallowed, and his voice grew husky. “In my dreams, it didn’t stop there.”

Pausing, he drew a deep breath. “I wanted you months before we fought Naraku, but I was so afraid that something was going to screw up our lives. I had to protect you, so I kept my dreams to myself. It was hard, damn hard. I wanted you so badly, but it was the right thing to do.” He sighed. “But today, when I saw you at the bottom of the well, looking up at me, I knew. The time for dreams is over. Dreams aren’t enough anymore. I want to do more than dream.”

Kagome twisted in his lap to look at him. “Dreams aren’t enough. When the well opened, I knew. That’s why I’m here.”

“Kagome,” he breathed. His lips found the corner of her mouth, then trailed down her jaw to her neck, planting small kisses. Kagome made small pleasure noises as his mouth trailed down to the neckline of her blouse. Her neck bared to him stirred something deep within him, possessive and pleased.

End excerpt.

This had such imprinted such a strong image in my head, that once again, my bunnies demanded it to be drawn. My bunnies have the final say in almost everything I draw, but they do give me headaches sometimes.

I hope you all enjoy!