InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Inu Custom ❯ Inu Honor ( Chapter 1 )

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

Hey, all. Tender Ardor, here. (Nope. I’m not dead. Fancy that. And if stories of mine are not deleted, then let it be known that I do plan on one day up-dating that story. I.e. The Fate of a Hanyou.) For those of my readers whom have known me from before, you know I tend to get very detailed with my writing. So please note: this is for mature audiences only. I beg you not to read further if you can’t handle intense sexual situations. Thank you.

For this story: the idea has been running rampant in my head for years and I can’t shake it. So I am going to attempt to shorten it and see where it goes. This will be a modern day telling, alternate universe. I think there won’t be too much to complain about, though, from a character stand-point. I only hope I get into all the back story of this piece without too much of a divergence from the story.

Enjoy~.

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha—and this plot is merely for my own twisted mind’s enjoyment. Hopefully some of you will find something to like about this piece as well. Do not proceed further if you are solely a Kagome/Inuyasha fan—for there will be more than solely that one pairing in this fic. Here’s a (potentially) new take on threesome/moresomes. Let the fun begin!

Inu Custom

Chapter One

Watching your best friend and roommate get all sweaty and flushed in exertion should not be this much of a turn-on. Seeing arm muscles flex and flushed lips part in heated breaths, Kagome could only stare as she sank down lower into the pool. It was a wonderful, torturous daily routine—one Kagome wouldn’t turn down for the world. The apartment complex was rather small, and the pool had a perfect vantage point to the recreational room. While Kagome swam laps in the pool, she would find herself more often than not watching her silver-haired roommate’s progress with weights while she desperately attempted to pretend watching him didn’t turn her on to such outrageous heights she sometimes found her hand between her legs without consciously moving it there.

Lately, he was affecting her more and more, and Kagome had begun to take extreme precautions against her roommate ever finding out exactly how much her body yearned for his. With a deep, steadying breath, Kagome closed her eyes against the tantalizing sight of his bare chest and kicked off the wall of the pool, swimming back and away from temptation.

Thank Kami for chlorine…

The chlorine in the pool was her only saving grace each and every late afternoon, when Inuyasha would spend a good half-hour to an hour in the weight room before joining her in the pool to cool down and relax his muscles. With the hanyou’s sensitive nose, Kagome didn’t think she would be able to live it down once he caught a whiff of exactly what she wanted to do with him.

And couldn’t.

Inuyasha was always in an on-again, off-again relationship with Kikyou. Kagome didn’t outright hate the girl—she was decent enough at times—but it was hard not to feel that stabbing pain of jealousy. Kagome didn’t doubt for a second that Kikyou and Inuyasha loved each other. The sheer amount of times they were making up—their inability to ever let the other go was testament to that. But it wasn’t a healthy love—it wasn’t the kind of love Kagome always searched and yearned for as a young woman. Even her unrequited love for Inuyasha wasn’t healthy—Kagome could admit that easily.

Unfortunately, Kagome begrudgingly also admitted that one reason she couldn’t resent Kikyou was because she was in the same boat. Kagome just couldn’t let go. He was her best friend—the first person always there to defend her from any slight, or any hint of danger. His brash attitude infuriated her just as much as it turned her on.

It may not be healthy, but it was hers, and Kagome felt in her soul that her love for Inuyasha would never die.

Pressing unwanted thoughts and enticing—and unenticing—images from her head, Kagome pushed herself into doing a few quick laps. Pushing herself, Kagome made each muscle feel the burn as her strokes quickened to a new pace. Lungs burned for air, and Kagome found in exercise one sure way to halt her body’s yearnings for her abrasive roommate. From the way Inuyasha was pushing himself in the weight room, things were obviously not very good between him and Kikyou.

It constantly took everything within Kagome to not make a move. Her heart yearned even more forcefully when she knew Inuyasha was available. And that yearning was dangerous. She would only get hurt once he returned to Kikyou all over again.

A large splash resounded underwater, abruptly throwing Kagome off course before two tanned, strong arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her against a warm, muscled body. Giving a startled yelp, Kagome desperately tried not to inhale water as she kicked and squirmed within her captor’s arms. Moments later two heads broke the surface—but only because he allowed it.

“Inuyasha!” She cried, gasping for breath as she still attempted to get away. It was more for self-preservation than anything—her nerves were already buzzing just from watching him earlier. She didn’t want to know what his nearness would do to her just now.

He laughed, obviously finding her predicament amusing. “Yes, Ka-go-me?” Nuzzling behind her ear, Kagome tensed and froze as a shiver coursed over her from head to toe. With her gasp came Inuyasha’s pleased rumble, and soon pointy teeth were gently nipping at her all-too-human ears.

With a growl she learned from him, Kagome fought with renewed fervor to get away. Apparently Inuyasha was in a playful mood—which meant everything bad for her will power. It didn’t help that her hyper-aware body was heating up delectably at the onslaught to her senses. For a moment she found her limbs relaxing as she allowed the strong hanyou to support her weight. When her head tilted back, her neck no longer strong enough to support it, Inuyasha growled deeper still and his teeth and lips moved to the pillar of sensitive skin, causing Kagome to gasp and her eyes to open wide in shock.

Ohhhh, no!

No, no, no, no, no!

“Inuyasha! You aren’t playing fair!” And with that, Kagome reached up and grabbed a lock of his hair, pulling harshly to get his lips away from her skin. She glared as his arms slowly released her.

He was laughing.

Crossing her arms tightly over her chest, Kagome pouted up at him. She was still rather peeved at his display, but her relief that he was okay outweighed any anger. Maybe she misunderstood his work out frenzy. It didn’t have to always be about Kikyou, after all.

“Dang it, Inuyasha! I was worried about you! I haven’t seen you push yourself that hard in all the years I’ve known you.” Dark eyes turned to his luminescent ones, beseeching. She left the question unsaid, but Inuyasha knew her well enough to know what was hidden behind her gaze. This was Kagome’s way of granting him privacy, if he wanted it.

Grunting lightly, the hanyou lightly crossed his arms as he hid behind his bangs, unable to meet her eyes. “You don’t have to worry, ‘gome. I just got some stuff goin’ on, is all. It’ll all work out.”

From the way he still wasn’t able to meet her gaze, Kagome didn’t think he really believed his own words. With a light sigh, Kagome wrapped her best friend in a hug, heart saddened once again. It was obvious to her that whatever was going on, it did involve Kikyou. All Kagome could do was sit on the sidelines and watch as both Kikyou and Inuyasha loved and destroyed one another—which would destroy her in the process.

What an optimistic life they all had going for them.

I hate this! I wish… I wish…

Kagome’s mind didn’t quite know how to form the words of her wish, but her aching heart clamored that it understood. Then Inuyasha’s arms tightened around her small waist and brought Kagome flush against his chest, and Kagome didn’t have to wait on wishes. With a sigh, she savored the moment, her own strength in returning the embrace all the words needed to let Inuyasha know how much she supported and cared for him.

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Hours later, Kagome was wringing her hair from her shower and stepping out into her and Inuyasha’s empty apartment. He took off practically right after they got back from their swim, and with a heavy heart Kagome could only surmise it was to patch things up with Kikyou. She doubted he’d even come home for the night.

Clad only in her robe, Kagome meandered around the small apartment as if she was used to living alone—which meant the belt to her robe wasn’t tied and her bra and matching underwear was on display for all to see. All being only herself.

Taking a few  bites out of a pint of ice cream, Kagome flipped on the television only to turn it off again and meander back into the kitchen to put her ice cream away. Whenever Inuyasha disappeared she never had an appetite for much of anything, and her mind couldn’t find enjoyment in even the most menial of activities.

Thinking she might turn in early for the night, Kagome was somewhat surprised to hear Inuyasha’s cell phone ring. That was strange. He must have forgotten it in his rush to head out. Recognizing the ring tone, Kagome hesitated less than she probably should have before making her way to Inuyasha’s gym bag that had been haphazardly tossed near the kitchen table. Digging around for a moment, Kagome’s fingers finally found the phone and turned it to look at the display for the caller I.D.

Biting her lip, Kagome felt oddly enticed and yet completely uncertain as to whether she should answer.

Her body made up her mind for her, thumb innocently brushing over the phone as she brought the cell up to her ear.

“Inuyasha’s phone.”

The following moment of calculated silence on the other end was anticipated. Licking her lips, Kagome mentally called herself all kinds of idiot for having a stupid little crush on—

“This Sesshoumaru gathered that when dialing the baka’s number. So why, miko, are you the one to answer?”

Inuyasha’s brother.

The low tone of voice did things to Kagome’s body that should have been outlawed decades ago. It wasn’t fair—being turned on by two completely different beings in one day while they weren’t even trying. Kagome was just thankful Inuyasha’s older brother wasn’t in the room with her. She would either die of humiliation, or by Sesshoumaru’s own hand—and not in any pleasing or sexual manner. Kagome had no doubt in her mind that Sesshoumaru barely tolerated her. She used to fear him. To this day, Kagome firmly believes something within her messed up mind is completely insane to turn fear to desire, but hey.

I’ve never believed in ‘types’ until now. I think my ‘type’ is Inu. I need to see a therapist.

Smartly deciding to keep all of this to herself, Kagome turns her thoughts to the conversation at hand.

“Inu-baka forgot his phone. If you want, though, Sesshoumaru, I can take a message.”

“That will not be necessary. This is family business. This Sesshoumaru plans to talk to the half-breed on his own.”

--click—

Blinking, Kagome turns confused eyes on the phone for a minute before realizing Sesshoumaru had, in fact, hung up on her. Firming her lips together, Kagome tosses Inuyasha’s cell back in his gym bag in frustration.

“I shouldn’t even be surprised.”

Still. She spent a whole two weeks with Inuyasha’ father and older brother. She thought she had at least been tentatively accepted by them.

Grumbling to herself, Kagome swiftly goes through the entirety of the apartment, angrilly switching lights off until she is surrounded in complete darkness. Dropping her robe, Kagome reaches behind her back to slip off her bra after entering her room. Panties slid down past her hips next, and Kagome shivers. She’d been a bundle of nerves all day. It was time to do something about it.

Slipping beneath the covers of her bed, Kagome reveled in the feel of soft sheets against freshly shaved thighs. Hands drift to her chest, stomach, and hips before lightly brushing against shortly trimmed curls. With a gasp, Kagome quickly draws her hands away to prolong the inevitable, hands rising to lightly squeeze rounded globes before pinching beaded nipples that had been standing to attention since her visit to the pool. Light breaths are gasped, then cut sharply off as moans are withheld in an effort to be quiet.

In doing this secretively—one always had to be quiet.

Thighs spreading apart, moisture gathers and drips down into bedding as one of Kagome’s fingers finally part her nether lips and draw light circles within. Eyes close in bliss as electric currents fire down to her toes before centering at the pounding heat of her center. With a strangled gasp, Kagome slips one finger in her soft channel, curling it to gather much-needed liquid heat before pulling out and running the digit up to her hooded pearl. With a low, drawn out moan Kagome’s hips buck up toward her too-gentle ministration, and her head tosses from one side to the next as she presses firmly against that small bundle of nerves. The pressure gathering tightly in her core presses more ardently for release, and a whimper breaks free. The pleasure—the feelings are too much—and yet not enough.

Sweat slowly begins to prickle across the flesh, and Kagome tosses her covers off of her over-heated body in an attempt to reach any kind of relief. Her hand moves slickly over and within her being, making wet sounds that help her to imagine Inuyasha’s tongue lapping at her drenched core. Imagining his golden orbs glued to her body as he brought her pleasure—his own clawed fingers pounding in and out of her tightening channel…

With a louder moan, Kagome’s own fingers find their way in her hot and clenching channel. She whines sharply—shoving one, then two, then three within her depths. Her body’s shaking as lungs gasp for breaths. Her moans are loud and full of a deep-seeded need. She was almost there. So close. Flashed of heat swept over and through her as her pussy clenched over her own fingers, then released. Clenched hesitantly, then released. Lips parted in a silent scream as Kagome’s back arched impossibly. Her hips moving rapidly to meet her fingers as she allows her mind to once again imagine Inuyasha as her lover.

The things he would say—the things he would do.

“Nng! Inu—I-Inu…”

His tongue would pound so deeply within her. Deeper than her fingers could go. It would curl and hit that perfect spot within her. Then he’d lap continuously at her clit and pump her full of his fingers as he growled against her pleasure point.

“A-ah! I-Inu--!”

The thought of that growl against her had her back arching and her fingers wetly sliding against her core at new speeds. Dark eyes open in surprised wonder as her back arches up off the bed. Kagome’s silent scream and orgasm are put on hold as sharp denial and terror rush through her at the sight of an imposing form silhouetted at her door.

With a gasp—Kagome can’t even pull her fingers away—it’s a different name that leaves the flushed and panting recesses of her lips.

“S-Sesshoumaru!”

And that thought coupled with hearing that name from her own lips is what finally enables Kagome to cum. Her head falls back to her pillow as wide eyes stare up at the ceiling in shocked disbelief all the while her lower body begins to spasm with the first of its release. Then a tall and imposing form entered Kagome’s light of sight and she gasps at Sesshomaru’s nearness, finally able to pull her fingers from her heated core in dismay.

“Miko. You have been neglected.”

And suddenly Sesshoumaru was on her bed, leaning over her, and Kagome found she could scarcely breathe the situation was too unreal. Tendrils of fine hair whispered across Kagome’s sensitive breasts and her pussy clenched around nothing simply from the feel.

She whimpered.

Is this the part where I die?

“Inu Custom states the Alpha much take care of all his pack’s needs,” Sesshoumaru continued, voice bland. “Therefore, this Sesshoumaru, being of purer blood and lacking in imperfection, shall stand in for the half-breed’s inefficiency, thusly reclaiming family honor.”

“Wh-what?” Honor?!

Any other coherent word was unable to pass her lips a moment later, however, when Sesshoumaru’s digits plunge to the hilt within Kagome’s hot, wet sheath. With a shocked cry, Kagome can only stare at the luminous gold gaze staring down at her as he pumps her rapidly with his fingers. Some detached part of her brain refuses to think this could be her reality. The intensity of Sesshoumaru’s gaze is real, however, and his long, tapered fingers quickly bring Kagome to new heights she never could have reached with her own small hands.

Embarrassment floods Kagome’s form as her hips start to rock against his form. She can’t peel her eyes away. Then, suddenly, his fingers curl up inside of her seeking—seeking. Then he finds and Kagome’s eyes go impossibly wide as her hips give a chaotic buckle. A strangled cry leaves her lips and suddenly Kagome can’t hold back any longer. She reaches for the stoic inu above her greedily as her back arches and her thighs clench around his waist. With a growl, the powerful youkai above her repositions her limbs forcibly so they are exactly where he wants them. Then his mouth finds her slickened fingers and he draws all three into his mouth.

“Onna, this Sesshoumaru reclaims inu honor.”

His curling tongue swipes over her digits upon release, and Sesshoumaru’s thumb finds Kagome’s nub and draws tight, firm circles over it with firm enough pressure to make her scream her pleasure.

“Miko, from this point onward you are never to touch yourself without express Inu permission.”

His words were all a white haze in comparison to the pleasure he dealt out. Hitting that sweet spot within her time and again, Kagome wondered if she might die from this after all. She cried out with every touch. Shivered from both the heat of his gaze and what he was doing to her. Choked on words when she tried to speak.

Leaning closer to the onna’s ear, Sesshoumaru’s low, dangerous voice practically dared Kagome to defy him as he stated, “This Sesshoumaru demands that you cum.”

Body tightening—clenching—squeezing, Kagome could only groan loud and low as the muscles within her did exactly that. The orgasm seemed to last a lifetime—or perhaps that was because Sesshoumaru refused to stop touching her and let her poor, overworked body be. She came two more times before mind and body gave out on her, and as the tall inu youkai stood to leave, he was curiously licking her juices from his fingers.

“Se—sesshoumaru…” Her voice was a croak. There were so many things she wanted to say. She didn’t know where to begin.

Inu Custom?

“Hn. Sleep, onna. Worry not about things your ningen mind cannot comprehend.”

And so she slept, body completely sated and mind hyper-aware. Still one thought drifted through her overtaxed mind as she slipped off to dream.

Inuyasha…


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Author Note: No, this is not a Sess/Kag story. Entirely. You will see where this goes in coming chapters. Scenes will become more intense later on, but everything will be explained as Kagome learns what this ‘Inu Custom’ is exactly. Hope you are interested in learning more~. Please let me know what you think.