InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Another Kinky Situation... ❯ Chapter 1
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: LookAtMe 
This is also a song fic...So what happens when Inuyasha finds himself in another sticky situation? Inu/Kag
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 09.28.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 2.1K | Status: Completed
This is also a song fic...So what happens when Inuyasha finds himself in another sticky situation? Inu/Kag
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 09.28.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 2.1K | Status: Completed
Another Kinky Situation...
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair.
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
He stood staring into the punch bowl not sure, if he should take a cup, the people in the room seemed quite lively though something was definitely off. Shrugging his shoulders, he decided that tonight was not the night to start second-guessing everything, and began pouring himself a cup. As he brought the little plastic cup to his lips, he could sense someone approaching from behind him.
Small delicate hands planted themselves on his shoulders, and he set his cup down. Turning he came face to face to a young woman with magical indigo eyes, they twinkled as she flashed a delicate smile meant for him. His heart skipped a beat in that moment.
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
Then she lit up a candle and showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
He followed behind this vixen as she led him down a hallway towards the back of the house, away from the rest of the partygoers. His heart was beating at a speed that his lungs were having a hard time to keep up with, though his eyes would not leave her little apple shaped backside. Licking his lips, he could only imagine what lie beneath that short little black dress that revealed her long olive oil legs.
She would glance over her shoulder and flash him that smile that made his heart come to a stop. Everything about her screamed danger, danger! Yet he could not stop himself from wanting to get closer and closer, he was getting a hard on just thinking about the things she would do to him, or even the things he would do to her.
He almost ran into her when she came to a halt outside of a large wooden door, though the close contact was not unwanted. His body craved to become one with hers, and as soon as they passed through the door that is what would happen.
It was a heavy door, one that would keep the sounds that they made within the room, he could tell, as she had to lean into it as she opened it.
Welcome to Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here
Instead of fluorescent lighting, the room was covered with lit candles that let off a soothing aroma that surrounded his entire being as he shut the door behind him. In the middle of the room was a large oak bed with a canopy of silken curtains that distorted the view of the pillowed area of the mattress.
It was inviting and he just felt the urge to tear his clothes off and jump onto the bed, letting her take over him. Normally he liked being in control but something about this woman made him want to submit to her fully.
His thoughts were scattered as she approached him coyly, her hair framing her face just right, and her lips...Those lips of hers were of a blood red, perfectly rounded, perfect for kissing.
Moreover, other things.
All of his blood rushed from his head upon his shoulders to his head in his pants. Just the thought of those pretty lips around his dick made shivers run down his spine.
There lips were locked in a heartbeat, their needs taking over one another. As her arms wrapped around him, his found there way to her waist. Sliding his hands backwards, he cupped her booty in his hands squeezing her cheeks as he explored the cavern of her mouth.
It was not long before he found himself lying on his back in the mound of pillows on the canopy bed with this minx above him, her round breasts bursting from the top of her dress. He craved to see them in all their glory. He sliced the dress down the middle, into two pieces with his claws.
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
The sight of her breasts bare before him was almost enough to make him cum; they were so perky and beautiful. Perfectly suited for her. His hands found there way upward to fondle her breasts as her small hands made there way to the button of his jeans.
He let her unfasten his jeans and lifted up slightly so that she may pull his pants down along with his undergarment, freeing his erect penis from its prison. A smirk graced her lips as she bent down and began making her way south.
It was not long before he felt those perfect lips close around the tip of his penis and he squeezed his eyes shut and fought the urge to buck his hips. He allowed his eyes to roll into the back of his head as she brought the rest of his hard cock into her mouth, he could feel the tip of his penis touch the back of her throat and he loved it.
Digging his fingers into the silken sheets, he fought the urge to yell out in ecstasy from the ministrations that she was bestowing upon him. The slurping that he heard come from her as she mouth fucked his dick, only served to turn him on even more.
"MMMM..."
He shivered when he felt the cool air greet his erection once she removed her mouth, though he could feel her making her way back up to him. It was not long before she was straddling him, teasing him with the entrance to her cavern.
He could not take it anymore, he grabbed her by the hips and tossed her onto her backside and soon he was on top and in control. There was no urge to be gentle he could feel his cock just dripping from the thought of being within the walls of this woman. Sex was definitely her calling.
She grinned up at him as he impaled her with his nine-inch cock, her eyes fluttered shut and her mouth formed an O.
"Uhh-Oooo..."
That sound only served to egg him on as her nails found their way into the skin of his back, and he continued to pump into her. Lowering his head he began to lick her ear lightly as he propped himself right above her with his arms extended above her head and into the pillows. She arched her back giving him better access, and he had to admit, this was the best sex he had experienced up to this point.
She continued to moan into his ear as he steadily pumped into her, he could feel the coil within him wind tighter and tighter. Her nails digging deeper and deeper, he could feel little trickles of blood make their way down his back.
"Kagome." It was whispered and made no sense to him at all. He did not slow his pace at all though, and right before stars bursted before his eyes, she rolled him over, taking back her place on top.
So I called up the Captain,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said, 'We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis
"That's the name you should be screaming when you cum." She muttered those words as she began to ride him hard, her breasts bouncing in many directions, the heat building back up twice as fast as it had before. That face that contorted in pleasure above him was one that he would never forget for the years to come. A visage to imagine when he would be alone in the future, for he would be alone in the future.
"Kagome..." He did not quite yell it out but he did let the name slip from his lips as he came within her, thrusting upward to make sure it was all emptied into her hole.
He relaxed as he admired the look upon her face, relief as she had cum too. However, a wicked smile soon took the place of that peaceful face. Suddenly that feeling from earlier, the one where something seemed off returned.
Kagome released a hissing sound as she tilted her head backwards and then revealed to him a set of pearly white fangs.
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said, 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
'Relax,' said the night man,
'We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave!'
Before he could register what was happening atop him, blood splattered against his face as a wooden steak pierced through her heart, and her perfect breast. Her body fell limp against his naked chest, though he was not all that disgusted, just a little confused.
"Inuyasha!" A harsh female voice called out to him from the doorway of his dream chamber, reality seeping back in.
"Sango?" He pushed the dead woman off him and managed to slip his jeans back on before coming face to face with his 'savior'. "What're you doing here?"
"Saving your ass as usual!" She slapped Inuyasha on the shoulder, as she looked around the room and at the form lying naked and dead on the bed. She shook her head before she spoke once again. "How do you manage to get yourself into these situations?"
Inuyasha only shrugged his shoulders as he exited the room with Sango hot on his heels.
A/N: I do not own Inuyasha nor do I own Hotel California.
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair.
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
He stood staring into the punch bowl not sure, if he should take a cup, the people in the room seemed quite lively though something was definitely off. Shrugging his shoulders, he decided that tonight was not the night to start second-guessing everything, and began pouring himself a cup. As he brought the little plastic cup to his lips, he could sense someone approaching from behind him.
Small delicate hands planted themselves on his shoulders, and he set his cup down. Turning he came face to face to a young woman with magical indigo eyes, they twinkled as she flashed a delicate smile meant for him. His heart skipped a beat in that moment.
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
Then she lit up a candle and showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
He followed behind this vixen as she led him down a hallway towards the back of the house, away from the rest of the partygoers. His heart was beating at a speed that his lungs were having a hard time to keep up with, though his eyes would not leave her little apple shaped backside. Licking his lips, he could only imagine what lie beneath that short little black dress that revealed her long olive oil legs.
She would glance over her shoulder and flash him that smile that made his heart come to a stop. Everything about her screamed danger, danger! Yet he could not stop himself from wanting to get closer and closer, he was getting a hard on just thinking about the things she would do to him, or even the things he would do to her.
He almost ran into her when she came to a halt outside of a large wooden door, though the close contact was not unwanted. His body craved to become one with hers, and as soon as they passed through the door that is what would happen.
It was a heavy door, one that would keep the sounds that they made within the room, he could tell, as she had to lean into it as she opened it.
Welcome to Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here
Instead of fluorescent lighting, the room was covered with lit candles that let off a soothing aroma that surrounded his entire being as he shut the door behind him. In the middle of the room was a large oak bed with a canopy of silken curtains that distorted the view of the pillowed area of the mattress.
It was inviting and he just felt the urge to tear his clothes off and jump onto the bed, letting her take over him. Normally he liked being in control but something about this woman made him want to submit to her fully.
His thoughts were scattered as she approached him coyly, her hair framing her face just right, and her lips...Those lips of hers were of a blood red, perfectly rounded, perfect for kissing.
Moreover, other things.
All of his blood rushed from his head upon his shoulders to his head in his pants. Just the thought of those pretty lips around his dick made shivers run down his spine.
There lips were locked in a heartbeat, their needs taking over one another. As her arms wrapped around him, his found there way to her waist. Sliding his hands backwards, he cupped her booty in his hands squeezing her cheeks as he explored the cavern of her mouth.
It was not long before he found himself lying on his back in the mound of pillows on the canopy bed with this minx above him, her round breasts bursting from the top of her dress. He craved to see them in all their glory. He sliced the dress down the middle, into two pieces with his claws.
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
The sight of her breasts bare before him was almost enough to make him cum; they were so perky and beautiful. Perfectly suited for her. His hands found there way upward to fondle her breasts as her small hands made there way to the button of his jeans.
He let her unfasten his jeans and lifted up slightly so that she may pull his pants down along with his undergarment, freeing his erect penis from its prison. A smirk graced her lips as she bent down and began making her way south.
It was not long before he felt those perfect lips close around the tip of his penis and he squeezed his eyes shut and fought the urge to buck his hips. He allowed his eyes to roll into the back of his head as she brought the rest of his hard cock into her mouth, he could feel the tip of his penis touch the back of her throat and he loved it.
Digging his fingers into the silken sheets, he fought the urge to yell out in ecstasy from the ministrations that she was bestowing upon him. The slurping that he heard come from her as she mouth fucked his dick, only served to turn him on even more.
"MMMM..."
He shivered when he felt the cool air greet his erection once she removed her mouth, though he could feel her making her way back up to him. It was not long before she was straddling him, teasing him with the entrance to her cavern.
He could not take it anymore, he grabbed her by the hips and tossed her onto her backside and soon he was on top and in control. There was no urge to be gentle he could feel his cock just dripping from the thought of being within the walls of this woman. Sex was definitely her calling.
She grinned up at him as he impaled her with his nine-inch cock, her eyes fluttered shut and her mouth formed an O.
"Uhh-Oooo..."
That sound only served to egg him on as her nails found their way into the skin of his back, and he continued to pump into her. Lowering his head he began to lick her ear lightly as he propped himself right above her with his arms extended above her head and into the pillows. She arched her back giving him better access, and he had to admit, this was the best sex he had experienced up to this point.
She continued to moan into his ear as he steadily pumped into her, he could feel the coil within him wind tighter and tighter. Her nails digging deeper and deeper, he could feel little trickles of blood make their way down his back.
"Kagome." It was whispered and made no sense to him at all. He did not slow his pace at all though, and right before stars bursted before his eyes, she rolled him over, taking back her place on top.
So I called up the Captain,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said, 'We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis
"That's the name you should be screaming when you cum." She muttered those words as she began to ride him hard, her breasts bouncing in many directions, the heat building back up twice as fast as it had before. That face that contorted in pleasure above him was one that he would never forget for the years to come. A visage to imagine when he would be alone in the future, for he would be alone in the future.
"Kagome..." He did not quite yell it out but he did let the name slip from his lips as he came within her, thrusting upward to make sure it was all emptied into her hole.
He relaxed as he admired the look upon her face, relief as she had cum too. However, a wicked smile soon took the place of that peaceful face. Suddenly that feeling from earlier, the one where something seemed off returned.
Kagome released a hissing sound as she tilted her head backwards and then revealed to him a set of pearly white fangs.
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said, 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
'Relax,' said the night man,
'We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave!'
Before he could register what was happening atop him, blood splattered against his face as a wooden steak pierced through her heart, and her perfect breast. Her body fell limp against his naked chest, though he was not all that disgusted, just a little confused.
"Inuyasha!" A harsh female voice called out to him from the doorway of his dream chamber, reality seeping back in.
"Sango?" He pushed the dead woman off him and managed to slip his jeans back on before coming face to face with his 'savior'. "What're you doing here?"
"Saving your ass as usual!" She slapped Inuyasha on the shoulder, as she looked around the room and at the form lying naked and dead on the bed. She shook her head before she spoke once again. "How do you manage to get yourself into these situations?"
Inuyasha only shrugged his shoulders as he exited the room with Sango hot on his heels.
A/N: I do not own Inuyasha nor do I own Hotel California.