InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Love Thy Husband ❯ Oh... Snap... ( Chapter 10 )

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

Chpter 10 ~ One For The Locker Room

They stared at each other for a long time.

The deepest red matching with the coldest of gold.

"Are we going to sit down?" Sesshomaru asked, finally turning away from the window and facing his oh-so loving wife.

"I suppose..." Kagura said quietly, moving towards the chair whose back was unoccupied with a black jacket.

Sesshomaru moved forward and pulled her chair back for her. Kagura paused and sat down, letting him scoot it in for her. He sat down opposite her and poured her a glass of water from the round fat pitcher. "So, you wished to talk?" he asked.

"I did." Kagura said quietly, picking up her glass, then looking up as the doors slid open and a young human waiter stepped inside.

He bowed and smiled gently. "Sir, Ma'am, May I ask what you would like to drink today?"

"I'm fine." Kagura said sipping her water contently.

"Shinaka, bring the bottle." Sesshomaru said coldly, dismissing the young man.

When they were alone again he looked back at Kagura and growled softly. "You were saying?"

"Actually I wasn't, I was finished with my statement." she said untying her shall and letting it drape across the back of her chair.

"What did you want to talk to me about?" Sesshomaru stated more to the point.

Kagura leaned forward on her elbows. "Our divorce. I'm gathering that you haven't drawn the paperwork..."

"No."

"Why not? Was I not clear?" she asked.

Sesshomaru looked away, then back to her. "Why do you insist on this pursuit of ruining my life?"

"Sesshomaru, our 'marriage'... it's pointless to hold onto." she said shaking her head. "There is nothing for us in it. Find someone else to call your wife."

"I don't want anyone else, I married you, and I want you, to be my wife... my... mate."

Kagura laughed and leaned back on her chair, dropping her arms onto the high armrests. "Do you now... then you won't mind explaining our wedding day to me. Everyone else seems to think speaking for you will do. But I want to hear it from the horse's mouth. Or in this case, the dogs."

Sesshomaru stared at her. "Why is it you can't simply forget that day?"

"Forget my wedding day?!" Kagura asked sitting forward, laughing. "Why, what kind of wife would I be to forget my own wedding day?!" she laughed and slouched back. "You truly are one of a kind, aren't you? Such big balls to commit adultery on our wedding day, but no courage to explain yourself. Such mixed signals..." she said quietly.

"I can't explain it. There is nothing to explain." he snapped. "I slept with another, yes. It was a mistake, yes. I have repented."

"Repented? And exactly what have you done? Hail Mary’s? Our Fathers? What have you done?..."

"I have... apologized. I've bought you gifts. I've tried to-"

"Reconcile?" Kagura asked, tracing the mouth of her glass with a talon. "Has it not occurred to you that reconciliation is not the answer? Maybe the one thing you need to do is what your wife has been asking you to. What the fuck... was going through your mind when you were rutting with the little pup of a youkai female? Were you thinking about me? You're so to be wife and mate... Or maybe you just wanted sex? And if you did, why not come to me? Did you think I would have rejected you-"

"She was a stress reliever, nothing more!" Sesshomaru snapped.

"A stress reliever... Why you didn't just masturbate like any normal male- Oh wait, let me guess 'I am no normal male'..."

They stared at each other again. Kagura glad she was getting to him, Sesshomaru obviously very annoyed that she wouldn't submit to him.

"I am unable to explain further. I have apologized, it is all I can do."

"No, you can get a move on on those papers, that'd be nice. Trust me; you don't want this entire thing going public. Inutaisho's eldest son, married two years ago, but never had the chance to claim his mate because he was a jackass who cheated on his to be wife with a waitress. On their wedding day!" she said smiling. "The press would have a field day... You don't want me going to another lawyer, it won't be kept quiet."

"What must I do to make you come back to me? Make any request." Sesshomaru said leaning forward. "A house somewhere? America perhaps? South America? Money? What do you want?" he asked again.

Kagura stared at him, her silence angering him further. "Sesshomaru... you don't understand... there is no material possession you can give me.. to make me want you again."

"Then what DO you want?"

"I've already told you. And I'm not going to repeat myself. I want a good husband."

"And how, besides the obvious topic you insist on bring up, does that category exclude me?" He hissed through his teeth.

"Because you are a self centered bastard! You are greedy, rude, over-dominate, and the very thought of you disgusts me."

"If I disgust you so... then why is it you cam crawling to me in the time of your heat? And if the thought of me disgusts you so much, then why is you're still wearing your wedding ring?!" he asked, reaching forward with his right hand to grab hers, turning it so she had to look at the shiny rocks on her finger. "Certainly you would have removed such a memorable object from direct view."

Kagura tried to pull her hand back, but he held her wrist, unwilling to release her from his grasp, as though he'd be letting go of her for forever. She avoided his gaze, staring at the tablecloth as she ceased to struggle. "Let go of me."

Sesshomaru paused, and waited until she looked at him before speaking. "Never."

~~~ O.O ~~~

Hard American rock music thundered from the speakers as the two teenage boys sat half off the bottom bunk staring at the laptop that sat on a swivel chair in front of them.

"Oh, that one..." Sota said pointing.

Kohaku chuckled. "Nah, I've talked to her before, she's completely sick... The bad type of sick." he added laughing.

They both looked up when the bedroom door opened. Sota snatched up the remote to the stereo and turned the music down as his mother came in. She smiled and they both sat up at the sight of a big bag of chips and salsa and cheese dip.

"Oh thanks Mom." Sota said standing to take it.

"I thought you boys would like a snack so I picked up some things this morning at the store. Now, Kohaku, Sango is picking you up tomorrow morning?" she asked.

"Um, I think so, yah. She didn't want to leave me the car, thought I'd endanger Sota or something."

Ms. Higurashi laughed a little and smoothed her apron. "So, what are you doing?" she asked taking a peek at the computer screen.

Sota stuttered a little but Kohaku just chuckled. "We're talking to girls... pretending to be someone else." he said honestly.

"Kohaku!" Sota said blushing.

"Oh come on, don't lie to your Mom. You're gonna start talking to girls anyways. Right, Mom?" he asked.

Hina chuckled; Kohaku had been calling her Mom since he arrived. She shrugged. "Well, as long as you don't give out personal information I suppose it’s alright with me. I don't want a lot of girls calling that I don't know, hear me?" she asked warningly.

Sota nodded and she left them alone, going back downstairs. Sota turned the music back up. "Why'd you tell her that?" he asked.

Kohaku smiled and pulled the laptop back to him. He looked around and clicked a few times. "Look Sota, when I'm done with you, you'll have girls lining up to be your girl. Its better that she gets used to is little by little then you dropping the ‘Hey Mom, by the way I’m a big boy now.’ Bomb on her. Parents hate it when they wake up one day and realize their kid isn’t a kid anymore. Its better this way, trust me.” He said knowingly.

Sota plopped down and grabbed some chips. “Well don’t ever tell her that we’re talking to girls on the internet again. She’ll start snooping around.”

“Get passwords for everything.” Kohaku said simply.

“Riiiigggghhhhtttt… then she can freak out, tell Kagome, Kagome will freak out, and then both of them will be up my ass like it’s an enema race.

Kohaku looked at him, thinking about the first time Sango caught him talking to girls online. “Yah, I guess you’re right.”

They laughed, then abruptly stopped when Kohaku opened the next e-mail. Kohaku smiled. Sota stared, his eyebrows furring together and his breath hitching. “How is she doing that?... Doesn’t it hurt…”

“Not really.” Kohaku said knowingly. “Some girls love it.”

~~~ >.> ~~~

Kagura growled and attempted to jerk her hand away but Sesshomaru wouldn’t give. He pulled her forward, and she snapped at him, her fangs inches away from ripping off a finger. “Release me.” She hissed.

“Never.” He repeated, pulling her out of her chair and across the table. “You will not disrespect me anymore, Kagura. I’ve had it with you!” he growled, jerking her, kicking and hissing, across the table.

Kagura kicked the tablecloth away as it threatened to tangle around her leg. They ignored the sounds of clinking glass and spilling drinks as it tumbled softly to the floor. Sesshomaru held onto her hand with one of his, the other grabbing her legs and pulling them around to him. He pulled Kagura towards him again, amazed that she hadn’t yelled out yet. She was still fighting him, still striking his shoulders and arms with her free hand. But he dug his talons into her wrist a little, and she whimpered softly under him. Kagura grew angrier, and she decided that maybe she wouldn’t just struggle and growl her way out of this.

Sesshomaru slid her to him again, growing more furious by the minute as she struggled. Kagura raised her hand one more time, and drove it down towards his head, but he saw her coming too easily, his heat-induced state strengthening his senses beyond her ability. He grabbed her incoming wrist, and she raised her head to snap at him again, hissing as she demanded to be released. He pressed his mouth against hers, and Kagura jerked away from his kiss, hissing with an open mouth.

He released her left hand, freeing it to strike him as she pleased. His hand moved up to her throat, and he grasped it in his fingers, feeling her tense and grab his shoulder, her talons threatening to rip into his flesh. She squirmed, his hand pulling her up to him, to look at him. She gasped when he released his hold slightly. He released her other hand, gazing deep into her eyes as she grabbed his free shoulder. She tried to straighten her neck, pulling in air as his free hand moved down her body. He unbuttoned her blouse slowly, her hands moving to grab the wrist of the hand that bound her down.

Sesshomaru pulled her shirt apart, laying the material to either side of her breasts as her chest heaved for air. Youkai or not, she still had to breathe. His eyes finally left hers as he looked down at her chest, admiring the way her breasts strained against her lacey bra when she breathed. He lowered his head, kissing her chest softly. He nipped at her bra, teasing the nipple underneath as his free hand moved down her body. He felt his way down her hips and under her skirt, running his fingers alone the hem of her stockings as his mouth teased the soft flesh of her chest.

Kagura gasped and grabbed at his arm when his hand ran gently up her thigh, and she found her legs no longer straining against his touch as her mind had been commanding. “Sesshomaru… stop… please.” She begged quietly, and his hand tightened on her throat. He was taking her, and he was taking her for good this time, like he should have done, a long time ago.

The couple was stone quiet for minutes, staring at each other intensly, ragged breathing emmitted from both mouths, cold stares from both pairs of eyes. Sesshomaru opened his mouth slightly, his eyes flicking down to his wife's lips. Why was she so stubborn? Two hundred years ago he could have doen whatever he wanted to her, marked her, mated her, killed her. He was the male, she was his suborinate.

Why wouldn't she accept that?!

He lowered his head again, brushing her lips with his as his hand carressed the side of her thigh, and Kagura gasped, turning her head away. Her heart ached in her chest, her blood throbbing through her brain. "Please... Sesshomaru..." she said again. "A resturant is not the place for this." she said quietly, staring at the sliding doors that could open any minute.

"I know." he whispered. "But you wanted to meet here, I just want to give you what you want."

Kagura found herself wondering exactly what she wanted would turn out to be.

They looked at each other again, and Kagura growled softly, not that of a threat. Not the sound of intimidation. But the purr of passion. Sesshomaru wasted no time loced her mouth in his. He wouldn't let her change her mind now, not when he had gone through this much. All he wanted was her, her body, her spirit, her love. He parted her thighs, and laid between them, pressing his body onto hers as she ran her tongue along his. She pulled at his sides, her mouth breaking from his as she wrapped her legs around him.

"Be quick..." she warned softly.

Sesshomaru growled at her permission, and moved both hands down to jerk up her skirt and tear her panties away. He pulled his slacks open, and laid into her. No preparation. No warning. No words.

Kagura yelled out for the first time, and Sesshomaru put a hand over her mouth, the other grabbing onto the table edge to keep steady. He twitched inside of her, and gasped into her neck as she bucked under him. He let her calm down, and took his hand away, kissing her chin and lips softly as she pulled at his sides, moving him back and fourth ontop of her.

It was hard and swift soon enough. No moaning, they couldn't risk drawing more attention than thay already had. Arguing in the resturant was one thing, but being caught fucking? Sesshomaru would never hear the end of it from his father and brother.

The thrusts were untimed and rough, and groping was eager and hard, the kissing sloppy and wild. It wasn't one of his most amazing preformances, but boy were they enjoying themselves. On a table, in a private room, in Inutaisho's resturant.

Kagura gasped and groaned into his shoulder, her insides twisting with every thrust of the horny male above her. What was she doing? Giving in? Was she accepting him? Would he try to mate her? Would she let him?!

The entire hard, quick, orgasmic experience was over in a matter of minutes. Sesshomaru's quickest, if he recalled correctly. He collapsed, and found himself breathing like more like a dog than ever as his seeds spilt forth to fill her. He found his strength, and reached down to pull her hips upwards. If he wass going to let loose in her, he was going to get it in her good. Kagura didn't say anything, she just laid there, staring at the celing as he kissed her chest.

"We need to leave." she said quietly, finding her senses some minutes later.

Sesshomaru didn't answer. Kagura looked down, and rolled her eyes. He was sleeping?! She was about to hit the back of his head, but stopped, her hand inches from his ear. She looked at his face. He was... smiling.

Kagura placed her hand on his head, and smiled. He looked so peaceful. She hated to wake him. She could spend hours watching him sleep like this.

~~~ <.< ~~~

Kohaku smiled and put an arm around Sota's shoulders and leaned his head to the younger boy's. "Come on, let's make this one good." he said with a smile.

"Weren't the other six good?" Sota asked with a chuckle.

"No. That's why we're doing this one. Duh." Kohaku leaned in and put his hand on Sota's chin, looking down at his lips as he pushed the enter button on his phone a foot and a half away from their heads.

They pulled apart and looked at the phone. "Good one! she'll love it." Kohakua said, plopping onto the bed and sending the picture.

They had been exchanging pictures with a girl from one of the chat rooms for almost twenty minutes. Of course, the ones they were getting back were much, MUCH better. Kohaku snapped the phone shut on the neck of his white muscle shirt and pulled the laptop back to him.

"Keep it down. My Mom went to bed early." Sota warned, sitting down on the bed and pulling his legs up. "Sure we should even be doing this? She could be a cop or something, I mean, you told her you were twenty."

"So? We're minors, Sota. We can't be arrested for pretending to be adults." Kohaku said laughing. "And what kind of cops send pictures like that?" he asked.

Sota leaned over, and smiled. "No panties... nice."

"Very nice." Kohaku added.

~~~ >.> ~~~

Kagome wriggled under her husband as they passed the time in the best way they knew how. She smiled as he pulled her up and laid on his back on the middle of the living room floor, his long snowy hair splayed out around him. Kagome put her hands on the floor to either side of his head and pushed herself up, slipping back down and repeating the process.

Inuyasha ran his hands up to her breasts as they jiggled in front of him. He pulled her down and lapped at her nipples as she rode him with jerking motions. He pushed up with his hips and moaned as she slammed back down. "Oh if only I could bent that far..." he said pushing himself onto his elbows and watching their sexs push together and pull apart.

They rolled again, and Kagome laughed as she landed on bottom this time, Inuyasha on top of her, kissing her softly as he moved inside her gently.

"So," Kagome asked. "Think we should have another little party soon?"

Inuyasha laughed at her. "You wanna talk about that now?"

"Why not?" Kagome asked, pushing him over and strattling him again. She began a hard ride, bracing herself on his chest. "Communication is key to keeping a relationship up, you know."

"I don't know." Inuyasha groaned, pulling Kagome onto him tightly before letting move up again. "Maybe."

"Well... I'm only asking- Ah!- because I really had fun. Oh god..." she groaned as they thrusted together.

"I did too. And Sota and Kohaku hit it off. -oh... shit- Aren't they have a sleepover or something?"

"Yah, at my Mom's." Kagome said, laying back to the side, taking Inuyasha with her.

"Can we stop talking now?" Inuyasha asked.

Kagome pulled him down to kiss her.