InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Fetch ❯ Rolling Over ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Inuyasha, nor do I make any profit from the stories I write.

A/N: Well... somehow, I like this hot and heavy version of Sesshoumaru... I'd be happy to play fetch, roll over, and just about anything else for something as sexy as him.

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It had been a week since the group had run into Sesshoumaru on the beach, and Kagome still turned red everytime she thought of the innuendo's he'd made... and the way he'd looked at her! She felt a rush of heat go through her as she saw again his expression as he'd inspected her from head to foot. It had been sinful.

Since that day, the others had looked at her with a speculative look in their eyes - all except Inuyasha, who'd instead glared at her like it was her fault. It was all getting old... fast.

Now, as they sat around the fire, quietly eating their supper, the stares and glares finally got to be too much, and carefully setting her food down, she stood up, and returned the glares and stares full force.

"What!? Is there a reason that you all keep staring at me?!"

Miroku and Sango glanced at each other, and Shippo stared off to the side, while Inuyasha let loose a growl, then stood as well.

"So, Ka-go-me, just what was all that with Sesshoumaru on the beach that day, huh? He was certainly checking you out, and even I didn't miss what he was hinting at with his 'playing fetch' comment." He had shoved his face into the young priestess' face and was loading his tone with sarcasm. "You sure didn't turn him away, either, bitch, so what? Do you like him or something?"

At that moment, before Kagome could let loose with the mother of all sits, a new voice broke in.

"Yes, miko - I myself would like to know the answer to that question." As everyone gasped and spun around, looking for the owner of that velvety voice, Sesshoumaru smirked and stepped from the trees into the firelight, eyes locked only on the now blushing and tongue-tied Kagome.

Kagome stared at the handsome daiyoukai, voice lost in a pit somewhere in her stomach, for all she could call on it to say anything. But it was when he tilted his head into the air and scented it, then turned to her again with a hot and knowing look in his eyes that she found the pit, and ripped her voice out of it.

"Sesshoumaru... what games are you playing now? Why are you tormenting me?" She glared over at Miroku as the hentai monk snickered at her, then nodded over at Sango in thanks as the slayer knocked the pervert over the head.

Turning back to the silent Sesshoumaru, she tilted her head suspiciously as she noted the wicked look on his face.

"What?" Why do you keep staring at me?" She growled at him, suddenly becoming irate as she felt the weight of Inuyasha's angered glare boring into her back. "Look, buddy, I don't care who you are, I'm not gonna just roll over and take whatever you decide to give me, ya know. So out with it!"

At that, he sent her a look that could have melted steel, and almost melted her. "Do not tease, miko. If you were to 'roll over' as you put it, you would most certainly 'take what I would decide to give you'... and we would both find it most enjoyable."

Inuyasha began yelling as soon as he heard that, and the others in the camp were all speechless - as was Kagome herself. He held her gaze with his heated one for several long moments, then turned and began to walk back the way he had come.

"I will see you again, Kagome," he said, glancing at her over his shoulder, "and remember, if you want to see me sooner, all you have to do is call my name. No matter where I am, I will hear you."

Even Inuyasha was left sputtering and unable to continue his ranting as he watched his brother walk away.

No one moved for several moments... until Kagome's knees finally gave out and she tumbled to the ground, various parts still heated and flushed, and mind so dazed, she didn't even hear the ranting of her hanyou friend, nor the sly comments of the monk.

Sesshoumaru perched in a tree within sight of the camp with his aura hidden, and grinned. Lifting his nose to the air again, he sniffed, and was well pleased with the scent of her arousal still heavy in the air.

After one more sniff, he hopped down from the tree and walked away, a feral light flashing in his eyes for a second as they flashed from gold to red, then back.

It won't be long, my little miko, my obsession. Soon, we will play any game you like - as long as you are the prize.