InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A deal with a demon ❯ Chapter 35
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Inuyasha came home, stripping off his coat and tie as he came
through the door. It had been a long day. He had gone upstairs to
get ready, and Kagome, the damn wench, had snuck out of the house
before he had the chance to talk to her again.
Sure, he had texted her during the day, as they always did. But
that was hardly a substitute. He wanted the real thing. He wanted
to hear her laugh, see her blush… watch her squirm from
desire.
He wanted that most of all.
Gods, she had been so beautiful last night. She was breathless in
such an erotic way, the sounds she made, the way she moaned.
Fuck, if he didn't stop himself now, he was going to get hard all
over again. Between last night and the residual thoughts that kept
popping into his mind. He couldn't remember the last time he had
been so captivated by any one person.
But really, that was true about Kagome long before he had had a
taste of her. She had always occupied his thoughts, whether they
were sexual or otherwise.
And what was most frustrating was that Kagome, for the most part,
had played it cool. Its not like he was expecting her to have a
meltdown that they finally crossed the line, but damn. He wished
she showed some kind of nervousness.
He had hardly made it in the house when he caught her scent. She
was close.
She had rushed past him, dashing up the stairs as fast as her feet
could carry her.
“And shes always on me about my manners.” Inuyasha
scoffed.
He made his way leisurely up the staircase, with a smug look on his
face. This was the kind of reaction he wanted. The cute, shy, I
don't know how to handle this situation, reaction.
As he passed her door, his mouth fell open. She-
She was packing a suitcase!
Was she seriously leaving? Seriously running away because of last
night?
“Kagome…?” He managed to get out.
She couldn't seem to answer him. That or the bitch was ignoring
him.
She raced around her room, putting random clothes together,
choosing accessories and throwing shoes in the bag.
“Kagome.”
She opened her closet, trying to figure out what dress to pick.
Blue or black? She held up her two choices and decided on the blue,
carefully folding it to avoid wrinkling the delicate fabric.
“KAGOME!”
“Oh! Inuyasha! When did you get here?” She asked.
“When did I- When-Are you kidding me?” He asked, his
tone biting.
“Sorry Inuyasha, Ive got to go!” She said flying down
the stairs. As her hand reached for the door handle, a clawed hand
reached out, slamming the door shut. She turned to look at him,
pressing her back against the wall. The hanyou wasted no time in
caging her between his arms.
“Wha-?”
“Are you really leaving?” He asked, his voice stern.
His amber eyes burned intensely.
“Of course I am. What's it look like?” She
answered.
“Are you that much of a coward? That you would pack up and
leave because of last night?”
“Last night?” Kagome asked, confusion written all over
her face.
“We crossed the line just a little bit and you bail! I cant
believe that-”
Understanding hit her.
“What I cant believe is how little you pay attention to
me.” Kagome said, crossing her arms over her chest.
“Come again?”
“I texted you when I was on the way here! Remember the
convention this weekend, up in Osaka?”
The hanyou nodded. Kagome narrowed her eyes.
“Mm. Well, one of the people going has the flu and cant make
it. They offered the open spot to me! TO ME!”
The color seemed to drain from Inuyashas face.
“So… you're not leaving because…” He
stammered awkwardly.
“Its cute that you think that though. Seriously, Im made of
tougher stuff than that.” She smirked.
Inuyasha gave her a dangerous smile. So the wench was tough, was
she?
“I'd really like to find out for myself.” He said
before he leaned his head in, crushing his lips against hers. As
Kagome gave into the kiss, she uncrossed her arms, placing them on
the hanyous sides. He rumbled in approval as she dared to explore
his more demonic features, running her tongue over his sharp fangs.
He caught no scent of fear or disgust. Instead he was treated to
the sweet smell of her arousal.
That's what made it all the more frustrating when the damn woman
moved away! Her phone had rang, indicating that her ride was there.
Inuyasha couldn't help the growl that escaped him. Once again,
something was coming between him and Kagome. It was like he was
fucking cured to have blue balls for the rest of his life with this
woman! He had half a mind to throw the bitch over his shoulder and
take off at top speed, bringing her to some place where no one
could disturb them.
Heh, maybe he would.
Kagome stood up on her toes to give him a quick kiss goodbye. As
she walked down the path to the car, she looked over her shoulder
and waved.
And like that, she wa gone.
~.~
At first, Inuyasha did not know what to do.
He had debated calling Miroku, asking him if he wanted to go
out.
But then he thought better of it. The damn bozo had been such a nag
lately, talking about the sanctity of marriage that he had been
nicknamed `the monk' by Koga.
Koga was always an option, but ever since Kagome came into the
picture, their relationship had become strained. Damn wolf was
always all over Kagome, always trying to take her out on dates,
asking to date her, making her laugh and getting along.
It made him fucking furious.
So, then he had considered staying in. After all, he was used to
his Friday nights with Kagome, spending the night in his pajamas
and ordering take out. Secretly inhaling the sweet fragrance she
had.
But as he sat on the couch, he felt rather lonely.
What the hell was he doing?
Why was he, Inuyasha, staying home alone, with a big empty
house?
Why the hell was he choosing to go to bed alone when he could he
going to bed in a much, much more enjoyable way!
When would he have this chance again? An empty house… no
Kagome.. It was too good to pass up. He had to get dressed. He had
to go out.
A part of him felt bad. Things were finally progressing with
Kagome.
But… just because he had a crush… just because he liked
Kagome… that didn't mean he couldn't mess around, right? At
least not this stage in the game. They hadnt defined anything.
Hell, the closest thing he had to a relationship was with Kikyo,
and that was an open.
Or… was… is.. Whatever the hell was going on with
it.
He couldn't even remember the last time he went out to pick up a
woman. Kagome had always been in the way. His demon had thrashed
against him. But there would be no stopping him tonight.
Inuyasha was on the hunt.
~.~
If he thought he would be rusty, he was wrong. He was a fool to
have doubted himself. He was still just as smooth with the ladies.
They clung to him regaurdless of the things he said or did.
They were as revolting, status hungry and revolting as he
remembered. Maybe more so.
Everytime a woman approached him, he found himself comparing her to
Kagome.
Kagome wouldn't wear that. Kagome would look better. Kagomes hair
was prettier. Kagome wouldn't have made that joke. Kagome wouldn't
have tried to impress him that way. Kagome wouldn't have let him
talk that way to her.
And his demon…
It wasn't raging like it had before. Probably due to the fact that
he was picking apart thee woman on his own accord. But any time he
got too close to finding someone suitable for the night, it roared
Kagome, Kagome, KAGOME. Mate. Mate. Mate.
What the hell was that wench doing anyway?
Inuyasha looked down at his phone for the umpteenth time. Kagome
had been sending him messages on and off, updating him that she
made it there safely, how the first lecture was, what the hotel was
like. She sent him a group picture of her friends, and his blood
boiled when he realized the majority of the party was male.
And she looked fucking amazing. Her cheeks were flushed, and she
had a wide smile on her face. Advancing herself, hearing people
talk about what she was passionate about… that's what made
her happy. Although he wanted to run his claws through every man
that stood a little too close to her in that picture, he was glad
she was enjoying herself.
Maybe he should go there himself.
“Are you listening?” The female asked.
Whoops. He had been talking to someone, hadnt he?
“Not really.” He answered honestly.
“That's fine, Im not really interested in talking, if you
know what I mean.” The woman said with a sly smile.
She was pretty, with a short, stylish cut. She had green eyes and
creamy skin.
She paled in comparison to his wife.
But for tonight, he would make do.
~.~
Inuyasha brought the girl to his house, Akiko? Ayo? Akyo? Whatever.
It didn't really matter.
“Is this your house?” The woman asked impressed.
“Why would I bring you to someone elses place?” He
asked.
“You live here alone?”
“You ask too many questions.” The hanyou said,
capturing her mouth.
It felt wrong. She tasted wrong.
Inuyasha led her away from the door. That was where he had last
kissed Kagome.
She broke the kiss to arrange herself on the couch, giving him a
sly smile.
He wasted no time yanking her off.
“Not there.”
Definitely not there.
That's where he spent time with Kagome. Where she would fall asleep
on him, cuddle close. Where they laughed and argued.
The woman ran her hands through her hair.
“Well, where then? Kitchen? Bedroom?”
Inuyasha thought for a moment.
Not the kitchen. That's where he ate with Kagome.
Not his bedroom. His sheets still held a faint trace of her smell.
He wasn't about to have some strangers scent dominate her sweet
one.
“The spare bedroom.” He said, finding the solution.
Of course that was the answer. Every part of this house held
memories of her.
But the spare bedrooms, they hadnt spent any time there!
He led her up the stair case and through one of the doors. She
found her way to the bed and began to take off her clothes.
The room did not smell as strongly as the others did.
But that didn't stop him from thinking of her. Comparing her to the
woman beneath him. He stopped to look down at her and
realized…
He didn't want her.
He didn't want this.
He… he didn't want… other woman…
Was it his demon that was doing this? Or was it his weak human
emotions?
Damn it. It was him.
If she wasn't Kagome, she wouldn't do.
Fuck!
Inuyasha raised himself off of the woman, who panted below him.
“Whats the matter now?!” She cried.
“Just leave.” He said.
“Le-LEAVE?”
“Ill call you a cab.”
“A- A cab?” She stammered. “What the hell is
wrong with you?!”
“Im just not in the mood.”
She ran her hands down his crotch.
“That's not true. Theres a part of your anatomy that seems to
disagree.” She said. “Let me take care of you.”
She began to pull down his pants as he abruptly stopped her.
“I changed my mind. Im not interested in you.”
“Not interested in me? ME? Why the hell not?!”
The hanyou smiled for the first time all night.
“I want someone better.”
~.~
It was late, and Inuyasha was tired. It had been a long,
aggravating day.
The woman followed in behind him wordlessly.
“Wow. I cant believe this is where you live.” She
murmured, a smug look on her face. “Who would have thought
Inuyasha would willingly live here. You must have changed a
lot.”
“Feh.” He shrugged. Why did every one think him
incapable of living in an actual, normal house? He had never
thought of himself as stuck up, needing to be in a luxurious
palace- he left that to his brother.
Sure, he wasn't about to live in squalor.
But he didn't think he deserved the shocked expressions from people
when it came to his `humble' home.
“Im totally beat. This day was a killer.”
The hanyou narrowed his eyes.
“That's one way to describe it.”
“Can I use your bathroom before bed?” She asked.
The hanyou nodded, pointing her in the direction.
He took a deep breath. He needed to steady himself. He needed her
scent. Kagome.
She wasn't due back from Osaka until tomorrow night.
The scent seemed stronger tonight. Fresher.
Was- Was she home?!
He didn't have to wait long for the answer.
She walked down the stairs, totally preoccupied by the book in her
hands. She took the confident steps of a person who lived there,
someone who knew the steps by heart.
She was completely absorbed in the book in her hand. She never once
lifted her eyes from the page, never realizing she was being
watched. For all the girl knew, she was completely alone. She was
totally unaware of his presence, all the while he was absorbed by
the mere sight of her.
There was nothing special about the way she was dressed. She had on
a pair of skimpy cloth shorts and a loose tee shirt; her hair was
piled high on top of her head in a messy bun. Stray hairs fell
about her face, framing it nicely. It was clear to the hanyou that
she had hunkered down for the night.
So why was he practically salivating over her attire? She looked so
damn sensual in her casual clothes. He watched as she opened the
freezer door with one hand, and felt around for a box. Her eyes
never leaving the page, she reached in and retrieved a popsicle.
She closed the door with her hip and made her way to the trash
can.
She managed to open the popsicle wrapping single handedly. Inuyasha
was impressed. She could accomplish quite a bit for not paying
attention. She took a long lick of the cold treat as she made her
way out of the kitchen.
Inuyasha crossed his arms as he stepped in front of her, determined
to catch her attention. He had been so anxious to have her home, he
had to restrain himself from going to the convention himself. And
here she was, acting as if nothing was amiss.
Well, he was going to change that.
As she walked out of the kitchen, she slammed directly into the
firm, hard body of her husband.
“In-Inuyasha?!” She said, practically jumping out of
her skin.
“Finally notice me, eh wench?” He said, smirking.
“How long have you been here?” She questioned.
“Ho-How long? The whole damn time you absent mindedly got
yourself a treat, dummy!” He scolded. “Be more aware of
the world around you! What if I was some other demon or a rapist
or-“
“Geez, I got it, I got it.” She said, effectively
stopping his nagging. “And look what you did-“ She
said, holding up her hand. “When you made me bump into you,
the popsicle got all over me. Hold this so I can wash up.”
She held out her book so the hanyou could take it.
He looked at the orange juice coating her fingers. Gently, so as
not to graze her with his claws, he lifted her hand to his mouth,
licking her clean.
Kagomes wasn't sure if she was breathing or not. All she could feel
at the moment was the sensation of Inuyashas tongue on her. As he
kept his amber eyes locked on her, Kagome had to bit her lip to
hold back a moan.
Inuyasha could tell she was aroused. Just that simple act had
turned her on. The air was coated with the sweet scent of her in
heat. He couldn't resist, he had to taste more of her.
If he thought that Kagome was going to be shy, he was wrong. His
bitch was hungry for his kiss, and he was more than willing to
comply. He deepened it as he backed her against the wall, letting
the book fall to the floor. He was more interested in holding her
body.
He should have paid more attention.
He should have been more aware of his surroundings.
It was only in retrospect that he realized his.
Only when a feminine voice called out for him.
“Inuyasha? Where'd you go?”
A/N: I just wanted to take a quick moment to say thank you to
everyone who has kept up with this fic and reviewed! It definitely
has made me more motivated to get the story going! It means so much
to me, especially those of you who have stuck with me for A Sealed
Fate! I have a few other story ideas in the works, so hopefully,
you'll continue on with my drabbles!
I have a pretty clear idea of what I want to happen next, and I
wont make any promises, but the story should be wrapped up in the
next 10 chapters or so. They haven't had a rushed romance, so I
don't want a rushed ending. That being said, Ive always known how I
wanted it to finish up, so I don't want to deviate from it. And no
worries, I am a fan of happy endings!