InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Don't Promises Last Forever? ❯ Distractions ( Chapter 8 )

Distractions

Kagome walked into the dressing room, package in hand. She tore it open, and gasped at what she saw.

The outfit was nothing less than perfect. It was made of supple black leather that matched her raven hair. It was a pair of pants, both legs having diagonal gashes along the inseam. There was also a tank mid-top that cut off right under her breasts and the neckline of it plunged dangerously low. A pair of elbow length leather gloves and knee-high open toed leather boots completed the outfit.

She pulled the outfit on, please how it fitted her like a second skin. She pulled her hair out of the pigtails it was currently residing in, and shook her head a bit. She lined her eyes with black, and swept dark shadow over her lids. Kagome then stepped back to observe herself in the mirror. Her effect was breathtaking. She smiled. She didn't know what was going to happen tonight, but something was going to happen. And she was going to enjoy it.

She walked out to the dance floor, enjoying how her hips moved in the leather. She found Miroku, Sango and Inuyasha by the bar. None of them noticed her.

"Hey there," she said, her voice very breathy. She ran a gloved hand over Miroku's shoulder and down his arm. Miroku had his back to her, and her change in voice didn't help any in identifying the girl. All he knew was the hand moving over his skin.

He turned slowly, along with Sango, who looked like she wanted to kill the bitch that dared to touch Miroku.

"Um…hey." He said uncertainly. His jaw then dropped. "K-K-Kagome??"

Inuyasha's ears perked up at the name. He instantly smelled Miroku's arousal, and wondered what Kagome could have done to get Miroku so quickly. However, the second Inuyasha saw Kagome, all coherent thought was lost. He was too intent on her.

"Hey, guys. I'm gonna go dance. I'm feein' kinda naughty!" she purred, smirking. She then left, dragging Sango with her as her dancing partner. Both girls knew that neither boy would go out to the floor to dance. But maybe the two of them together could change that.

While the girls danced, positioning themselves so that the boys could still see them, Miroku and Inuyasha talked.

"I want her. I don't care anymore. She's mine." Inuyasha said. He didn't care about Naraku or Hojo or anyone else. He wanted this girl. Badly.

"Well, she's there for your taking. I think there's a reason we can still see them." Miroku responded smartly.

"Do you think we should?" Inuyasha asked. He was a good dancer, but Kagome was absolutely remarkable. Just watching her made him away of his jeans becoming slightly tighter.

"Well, I want to dance with Sango. I'm going. If you want to stand here like an idiot, go right ahead." And with those words, Miroku left.

Inuyasha followed.

"The guys are coming. Let's go further in." Sango said. The girls were grinding on each other, having a really good time. The effect of the two of them dancing on each other was great, even more potent than Kagome dancing solo.

They moved in, and the boys followed. "Where are they going?" Miroku asked.

The girls walked into the center of the crowd; the boys hot on their tail. But soon they lost them in the mix of the mob.

"What the fuck is their problem?" Inuyasha asked, searching for any signs of the girls. Inuyasha's sensitive ears were starting to hurt, as the music pounded into them. He kept trying to pinpoint Kagome's scent, but it was lost in a bombardment of thousands others.

Suddenly, Miroku and Inuyasha were pulled apart. Miroku looked to see who pulled him, and found himself staring into Sango's maroon eyes. They were glazed in a mix of passion and lust. Sweat had just formed on her temples, as she danced up on him. He responded by grinding his hips against hers, and letting his hands cup her ass. Amazingly, and much to his surprise, she didn't stop him.

Inuyasha looked in front of him, and saw Kagome's mane of raven hair. He felt her ass grinding against his hips, beckoning him to join her. So he did. She allowed her torso to straighten out, and pushed her back against his chest, wrapping an arm behind his neck. He placed his head next to hers, and put his hands on her hips, thumbs just below her pantsline. He commanded her hips to move against his, allowing the movement to exaggerate slightly, rubbing against his already hard arousal, making him even harder. Her scent, the leather outfit, just her pressed up so close up to him made him want to take her home with him that night. Soon, the people around them disappeared as the couple sand into their own world.

The alcohol in Kagome's system had allowed her to not care what she was doing, as she pushed harder into him. The beat pulsated in their ears. She pulled away from him, spinning in place, dipping her ass low, then bringing it up in his face, then turned around and pushed herself into him, this time facing him. He looked into her chocolate eyes. He put one of his hands on the small of her back, the other on her ass, pushing her body closer to him. He needed her against him. Those few seconds she pulled away were torture.

He continued to look deeper into his eyes, passing the glaze the alcohol had placed over them. She had lust in her eyes, but he pushed deeper; this was the first time he'd had to look into them since his talk with Miroku. And then he found what he was looking for.

He'd finally peeled off all of the layers and masks, and as he looked at her, he saw desperation, need pain sadness, insecurity, and worst of all, he saw that this was the look she had in her eyes when she saw him and Kikyo kissing earlier that day.

Suddenly, the wave of lust that had rushed over his body moments earlier had disappeared.

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Kagome felt him searching. And she couldn't do anything about it. That was the most horrible thing about it. She knew what he was looking for. The look in his eyes showed that he was trying to dig deeper into her, and that he was only dancing to keep her occupied.

Then she saw it. His eyes went soft and sad. He'd found her center…so she did the only thing she could to distract him.

She leaned close to his ear, and whispered "Take me."

And then she kissed him.