InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dreams do come true ❯ A hot morning & Mr. Yung's office. ( Chapter 15 )

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Chapter fifteen, A hot morning & Mr. Yung's office.

InuYasha opened his eyes with a start. The cold air against his skin made him shiver. He'd had a dream, a bad one at that. He had dreamed of Kagome being taken from him, and he was unable to stop it from happening. It was so horrifying he felt chills run up his spine as he laid there.

Closing his eyes, he tried to sort through his thoughts. He concentrated on ridding the image from his mind's eye, knowing she was there. Safe with him.

With a deep sigh, he rolled over, memories of the night before crashed into his beleaguered brain. Oh god. He sat up. What had he done? The bed beside him was empty, she was gone.

A distant noise of water running, made his hanging head snap up. Looking at the alarm clock he noticed it was five am. That would mean Sorano was still asleep in her pink haven, and the only person left to make that sound was Kagome.

Now, much more brightened in his mood, InuYasha slid out of the dark-blue covers. Heading for the dresser he picked out a pair of PJ pants, ruby-red just like his car. He smirked, the color of blood had always been his favorite hue. Ever since he was just a little toddler.

Pulling the pants on, he quickly made his way down the hallway - toward the noise that had brought him from the depths of shame back to the shining reality.

Twisting the door knob he was instantly greeted by thick steam, that blew past and surrounded him like a blow-drier set on hot air. His skin instantly dampened by the cloud formed water, making him shiver slightly before easing into the hot room.

Striding across the black and white tiles of his biggest bathroom, he stopped only to gap like a fish on dry land.

There in front of him she stood, washing the shampoo out of her hair. He could see her clearly as the doors in this bathroom's shower was made out of see-through glass. Not frosted and dented like the others.

Her soft curves and slender limbs made his mind trot back to the memory of her in his bed, begging for more with her sexy rasp gasps and moans. His body tightened with desire, wanting her now even more than last night.

His manhood twitched with renew strength and life. He had to have her again, there was no stop in his need and desire for her. Knowing perfectly well she was the only one who could satisfy him, like no other.

Slipping out of his pants, InuYasha moved like a predator across the room - sneaking up on his target, Kagome.

He watched her tilt her head back, spraying hot steamy water across her face and breasts - gasping at the sensation. He knew she probably would be sore, but from the looks of it, she was enjoying the feeling. His already hard erection, jutted forward steering him in her direction.

Kagome had awoken around five minutes ago, just laying in the bed panting. She'd had a erotic dream again, and that was weird to her because she clearly recalled the last night's activities.

Deciding to do something about it, she crawled out of bed. Leaving InuYasha behind, not wanting to wake him up just to satisfy her needs. No, she wasn't like that. Even though she had a feeling he would, if she just asked him to.

However, she eased into a large Tee she had found in his drawer. First unsure if she could, but rather take the consequences of that action then have Sorano wake up by her moving and see her naked. She wasn't stupid.

Locating the large bathroom she'd seen before, she quickly discarded the shirt that smelt like InuYasha, making her even more hornier. How that man affected her and now was clearly under her skin, made her somewhat mad. It would be so hard to fulfil her promise when being in love with another man.

But she knew he would help her, he had promised.

Turning on the water, she waited a moment before stepping inside, not wanting it to be to cold or hot. Once inside she sighed, 'this is heaven.'

Looking up at the rack holding different kinds of shampoo and bath supplies she quickly noticed that someone in the house use the same brand as her, and that made her smile bright.

Rubbing the thick liquid into her scalp, she sighed again. It felt really good, and smelt even better. Rinsing her hair, Kagome leaned back letting the water spray her face and chest, which was a big mistake. That area was sore and very sensitive, making her moan as the water gently crashed against her heated skin.

She suddenly let out a started gasp. Someone was there, in the bathroom with her! She was about to turn around and face the intruder when two strong arms encircled her waist, preventing her to move.

A clawed thumb graced her stomach, drawing small circles against her making her moan. She knew who it was, but still he talked - sending shivers chasing each other up and down her spine.

"Getting wet without me?" He chided with a low rasp voice, while pressing his already erect shaft against her buttocks. Successfully making her shiver with need and moan.

"InuYasha." She breathed, leaning back against his broad chest. Stretching her arms above her head and behind her she soon located his control switch - his ears. He'd been a good boy the night before, but she wanted more - needing it now more then ever.

InuYasha felt her hands reach their goal, sending tremors of need streaking through him. Kami, did he want her. He could feel every inch of the back of her body press against him, knowing now she was as aroused as he was. That delighted knowledge made his amber-colored eyes get a red tint.

He kissed the crock of her neck, gracing his sharp teeth against her warm flawless skin, making her gasp. Running the rough pads of his fingers down her body he soon encountered the apex of her silky thighs. He groaned deep when he noticed she was already wet, hot and ready for him.

Kagome felt his finger enter her folds and slide inside her slick entrance - her legs wobble and her throat let out a strangled cry that made her mouth completely dry.

Her grip around his ears loosened and she quickly noticed he took advantage of this - turning her around and slamming her slick wet body up against the steam-heated bricks. Her mind and heart was soared in triumph, she had made him lose control - his eyes which had been closed, opened only to reveal deep dark red pools of desire.

InuYasha was so lost in his passion drenched mind, he had no or very little control over what was happening. His own body ached with his need, but somehow he held back - scared perhaps that she wouldn't accept him like this.

But when she arched against him, pressing her sweet soft curves in clear encouragement, he needed not be told twice. Gripping her hips, and feeling her legs wrap around his waist he slammed into her - hearing her cry of pleasure and his own dark deep growl.

Kagome was in heaven, she had managed to do what she sought to do before. Now having this man thrust deep into her, with a speed that could be matched by no human male. And with a tenderness that was hidden from everyone's view but hers.

"Inu...Yasha!" She cried, when his thrusts grew wilder and deeper.

InuYasha felt a uncontrollable surged of masculine pride and possessiveness as she screamed his name. Causing him to go faster, plunge deeper into her hot sex. The rhythm was set, racing them both toward the inevitable explosion that would rock through their body, sending them both to unthinkable peaks.

Kagome screamed his name when bright white light burst into tiny stars behind her eyelids. Her body sending her inner muscle into a spasms of ecstacy, locking his shaft in place. She heard him hold back a animalistic howl of pleasure as he released his seed deep inside her core.

Slowly, they both drifted back into reality. InuYasha regaining his control, that was now weak and exhausted. Kagome with a smile on her face that could light up any room, or mood.

"You did that on purpose." His voice was hoarse, but a held back chuckle made her almost laugh. "Maybe.." she hinted, pulling him into her embrace. Holding him tight.

"This would be a good opportunity to use the shower behind us," he informed her, now with a better grip over his own voice.

She nodded, but felt a bit bad for wanting to stay in his arms forever. As if noticing her sadness, InuYasha whispered softly into her ear, "remember what I told you, there will be more moments like this."

He gave her a reassuring kiss, which turned out to be a mistake. Since it was the first lip contact of the day, it quickly turned passionate and hungry.

With the shower soon forgotten, the couple continued their lovemaking in the steam-filled room. That was until a soft knock could be heard at the door, and a small girls voice seeping through the crack.

"Daddy?"

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Mr. Yung sat in his office. He was sitting rigidly straight up in his dark brown chair, gritting his teeth. He was pissed off. So much, as the matter of fact, he'd called up his private assassin to come to his company, as soon as possible.

Just moments ago, he'd been told by the man who he'd set up to follow Kagome's every move, that she had spent the night at that monsters house.

Drawing a deep breath from his cigar, Mr. Yung kept his scowling gaze locked on the door - expecting the man he'd hired several years ago to walk through. Never knowing more than the mans first name, they had kept a cold detached relationship. He'd give the man a name of someone who he wanted to see dead, and the man delivered with first page news, always making it look like suicide.

The payments were done over the internet. Transferring large sums of money to an anonymous bank account, no questions asked.

However, today he had a special job for his hired hit-man and he hoped he would take it without asking for a bonus. This doctor he wanted killed, wasn't human. He was something else, a beast.

Killing the cancer stick in his hand, he quickly opened the box on his desk holding more. Taking one out, he snipped the end before lighting it. Inhaling deep, letting the smoke seep through his system, stain it with nicotine and un-successfully calm his nerves - he groaned.

Nothing could help him now, not even the damn whiskey that crashed against the ice-cubes and crystal container he held, in his other hand.

Suddenly a knock was heard at the door, making him jump. "It's open," he announced with a gruff hard voice, expecting to see his appointment but instead was greeted by his secretary Ayumi Haneko.

"What is it?" He hissed, glaring at her over the large oval shaped desk. He knew about her and his son's affair, but it bothered him little. He himself had held a mistress when he was married to his son's mother. But when she died, and his mistress had wanted something more, he had this man who he was expecting take care of her, throwing her into the hole she belonged.

"There is a man here to see you," Ayumi Haneko declared with a sharp voice, that could only belong to her. He'd hired her years ago, but wanted nothing more then to kill her at that very moment.

"Well send him in!" He bellowed, noticing by now his secretary wasn't frightened by his behavior. 'All for the better,' He thought.

She bowed in respect before exiting the room, telling someone it was fine to enter.

A tall slender built man eased his way into the office, always appearing as if he was gliding instead of walking. His hair black and slick, always in a tight braid that fell long behind him. A dark trench coat that touched the floor, concealed his other clothing from anyone's view. Black shades hid his piercing onyx pearls, that could dig holes into any mans soul - making them wish they were never born.

"Sit." Mr. Yung instructed the man who couldn't be much older then his intended target. The man nodded and took a seat, crossing his arms over his chest.

This was the ritual, Mr. Yung gave the name and photo of the person he wanted killed. The man, who he only knew as Naraku, would take some time reading the information and then give his estimated price of how much he wanted for doing the job.

Mr. Yung watched the man as he read and looked at the picture. His face emotionless and cold, never showing what he was thinking.

After a moment of silence the man spoke for the first time since entering the room. "One million."

The elderly man could only gap, "One million?!" He raised his voice, as the blood now surely boiled in his veins. 'How dare he ask for that much!' he mentally barked, while glaring at the man before him.

"Surely you're not serious." Mr. Yung tried, using another path of persuasion. He wanted the doctor dead, but one million was way to much to see his head dangle in the noose, so to speak.

The man in black silence indicated that he was very much serious, making Mr. Yung shake with anger. He wanted the man dead. Was he prepared to pay that much? He had after all humiliated him, making him urinate in his pants. And now more then likely slept with his son's female, someone who he had trained to become a slave for Hojo's every need.

Killing the cigar in his hand, he turned to the man once again.

"Alright, but you better fucking get the job done. Clean and no trace leading back to me, understand?"

The man only nodded and stood, exiting the way he'd came - closing the door behind him. Mr. Yung watched him go, while lighting another nerve calmer. Perhaps now, when he had this man out and doing his job - he could relax and enjoy the fine Cuban tobacco resting between his fat fingers.

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TBC. O.o

Ps. Ate me some Creme savers for that lemon LOL :)